Like Eva, a bridge ...

Sometimes like an Eva
A life
You come like A Bridge
Over troubled waters...

Sometimes like a song
A mother of life,
Like aqua,
You come all over
To a flow in me ,
As if birth
Of a river within
As if life blooming inside
As if faith and trust like Her
The Mother
Blooming again...


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