There are millions of mothers That live inside my chest I speak to them in quiet moments Under night skies And in my dreams We are the keepers of a forest full of hearts The tenders of its fertile soil The readers of its leaves The guardians of its wild territory Sometimes We dance together Drunk on the perfume of A thousand blossoms of love Sometimes We rub honey on our ribs Broken from a thousand lifetimes Of heartbreak Sometimes We rest And forget the weight we carry Just for a moment I meet these mothers in secret But they teach me everything I know Mothers