Our Lady\'s tears
Blossoms every May
Unfurls her petals
Her anthesis begins apace,
Blue, pink and violet
Grey days have taken their last breath.
We can now smell her sweet scent!
We can now hope again!
Like a dreamy morning haze,
I see her pacing amongst valleys of tales,
She walks towards me, in a white dress
Her luminous, long hair
Caresses her sun-kissed face,
I fall gently in her embrace
She reaches for my hand-
My scars healed with just a touch
She whispers words of faith
Waves on me to follow her way.
It is now May,
Lily of the valley has saved me
Before I was taken away.
Lily of the valley has returned
Happiness now echoes
In every corner of the earth,
We can now hope again!
But as the cycle of nature
Makes its turns,
Roots are drying,
Fading season is slowly coming
Our Lady\'s tears
Shall never feel fear!
They shall fall within my palm,
Even when a shimmering lake they become
I will guard them with my heart .
But my lady shouldn\'t weep for long
My lady should never feel cold
I will be waiting for her- at the waterfront,
To sail towards warmest homes.
She shall grow as she wants
Swing with the wind,
Follow her every dream,
I will stand with her
On all her voyages,
I will always be her shield.
Even when she goes astray
I will send knights and parades,
I will always bring her home
Where her beating heart belongs,
For Mary\'s tears
Are sacred and revered.
She shall never feel fear
She shall rest in downy clouds
Till spring time comes around!