There's a quiet ache,
In the presence of one
Whose heart speaks to mine,
Surrounded by a love
In ecstasy divine
You hold me close
In your mother's embrace.
How far I've run
From the fountain of grace!
But I'm so afraid
Of what you have in store.
How I long to hide
Before the raging fire
You've kindled inside.
But still you're close
In a mother's embrace.
How far I've run
From her hands full of grace!
Ave, hail Light divine,
Ave, with your beauty shine,
Fill the corners of my mind,
Take what is yours, and take what is mine.
Ave.
And be so close
In your mother's embrace,
And when I run,
Follow me with your grace!
