Mother Maybe - Kadhja Bonet

You’re the many

You’re the air that leaves my lip as I make mention of you

You’re the thought wrapped in my head

You’re the ink that leaves this pen as I write all about you

As you are

Mother I maybe

Or maybe not

But it all looks different

With all you brought

You’re the quiet forming cloud

You’re the nebula that pulls a glow from emptiness

You’re the deep and secret sea

Acquiesce in colors siphoned from the love that is me

As we are

Mother I maybe

Or maybe not

But it all looks different

With all you’ve brought

A magic reverie

Discreet as you are

Oh, show me the power

Power, power

Mother I maybe

Or maybe not

But it all looks different

With all you’ve brought

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe

Mother maybe, mother maybe