Travel
- You left your home
To keep your child from harm,
Through barren waste
As Herod did his worst,
You were exiled
While innocents were killed
To a strange land
Hoping to find a friend. - I kiss my boy
A silent, swift goodbye
And set a steady
Hundred the whole day;
Distance undoes attachment
And I want
Some alien comfort
Now we are apart. - Mother of mothers
Save me from disasters,
Protect me from my mindless
Kind of sadness,
So that I travel
Thinking of your exile
And safely come back home
To Bethlehem.