I could be under a treenLooking for an answer todaynBut though I cannot find some peace of mindnI know that I will be finenAs I find my way, to motherhoodnnMotherhood the question of a lifenTo be the window here into the worldnThe world, the earthnIt requires, that mother sitnAnd mother sow the wheatnAnd as the grain comes downnMother surely feastnIt's the story of the landnIt's the heartnIt's the soul of the mannnIt's the lifenIt's the godnIt's the neednIt's the lifenIt's the seed that we seeknnBut though I cannot find some peace of mindnI know that I will be finenAs I find my waynIt requires, that mother sitnAnd mother sow the wheatnAnd as the grain comes downnMother surely feastnIt's the story of the landnIt's the heartnIt's the soul of the mannnIt's the lifenIt's the godnIt's the neednIt's the lifenIt's the seed that we seeknnHow can I turn it away?nHow can I say no to what I amnThe woman, the door, the womannNow I sit with my childnLiving out my lifenI sit with my childnThe sacrifice