The Pachamama

The mother of all, the mother who loves all 
Her teardrops is our rain 
Her smile is the sun 
She takes away your pain 
Her gifts is what makes it fun 

The sky so full of stars 
As the moon gleams 
As the waves are crashing 
The water splashes on my face making it all feel like a dream 
The water looks as if it's dancing as it's swaying 

I close my eyes as I hear the wave gently crawling to the shore.
It seemed as if the waves were singing their own song 
the land my land is my home, the land is my mother 
The one who takes my pain and the one who listens to me without any complaint
as I realise this is where I really belong