Joy!

Oh, Oh,
Oh seek,
Ye lost children
Of men.

My domain knows no bounds.
And, boundless,
I carry forth.
In truth
I bear you up
Through pain,
And endless suffering,
And ceaseless deaths.

Oh, Oh,
Oh seek,
Ye lost children
Of women.

In truth the mother
Rises and falls again,
To knees,
Bent in supplication,
In misery, bending.

Joy!
Joy!
Oh Joy!
To know me,
Oh Mother,
To love me.

Wondrous love.
Endless,
Boundless love.

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