A myriad of stars
Littered the sky
We were one of them
Falling down
With a soft thud
The mud shines dully
Coat myself in
The earthy embrace
The only mother who never left
Dragging through the ground
To civilisation
Crossing rivers, crossing seas
North to south
Somewhere in the middle
Magic happens
Love, that's what it's called
You and I
We fell in sync
