Wrote this this morning but haven't got a title for it yet

DaughterofGaia Tue Jun 14, 2011 9:06 pm

Oh thundering echoes of the deep,
Calling to the very core of my soul!
Filling me with longing and songs of creation,
The watery womb of the Mother beckons me.

To be weightless and free!
Flying, as it were,
From mountiantop to mountaintop
In those beautiful, intricate wild places.
Oh how my very being would sing for sheer joy!
I will return to that place
My heart and spirit call Home.

Brothers and Sisters-Loved Ones and Friends,
Welcome me at the gates of the city.
Let my eyes feast on all that my heart cries for
And my spirit mourns.

Take me to Her,
Lay me in her arms!
That Her presence might fill
The immeasurable hole
In this weary mortal soul.