I WALK upon the rocky shore, Her strength is in the ocean's roar. I glance into the shaded pool, Her mind is there so calm and cool. I hear sweet rippling of the sea, Naught but her laughter 'tis to me. I gaze into the starry skies, And there I see her wondrous eyes. I look into my inmost mind, And here her inspiration find. In all I am and hear and see, My precious mother is with me. |