The Great Mother

Is an Angel

Going to heaven

Carrying your heart

In a bottle

 

It’s still alive

And well beating

Inside the crystal –

– clear glass

Of the jar it’s in

 

Everybody wants to see

The heart beating in a glass jar

But nobody asks how it could be

A heart on its own

Without any other organ

 

The Great Mother is the only one

To know the answer to that mystery

She always know what’s going on

In the great barnyard of love and drama

The Great Mother is generous you just have to ask

 

And she tells you

Everything she knows

 

The Great Mother

Is an Angel

Going to heaven

Carrying your heart

In a bottle