The body has come
The mother opens her arms
And dissolves all the worries.
Recurring thoughts puff away
And open questions go hiding.
The moment of rest it’s here,
The mind is on hold,
The future is bright but the present is warm.
Science meets poetry
The body has come
The mother opens her arms
And dissolves all the worries.
Recurring thoughts puff away
And open questions go hiding.
The moment of rest it’s here,
The mind is on hold,
The future is bright but the present is warm.