Mother Willow

Lotus flowers bloom
Flowers creeping up you see
A love you cannot see soon

Weeping willows tree
Please do not (be greedily with what not yours) take what is not

Yours please..
Give back to me what is mine that you cannot see.
For it is mine eternally.
The love that I give (you see) and received.
♠ ♠ ♠
I woke up yesterday morning after this dream I had. Aftet waking up I could hear this sad almost lullaby lyrical poem being said.
Reminded me of a Norse tale I remember hearing about once.