Earth our Mother
Our Mother is shaking…
Tectonic plates sliding and rearranging,
Vulcanoes spitting out of their hot Treasure, Magma.
Water rising, Winds raging…
She is Alive!
Destruction, Creation,
Creation, Destruction,
in a raw and powerful Dance.
We witness it as Rage,
and we tremble,
and we fear.
Manifestations of our Mother,
her unique Life…
And then… we get reminded…
we are so small, so small,
so small….
In this Universe,
on this Earth,
we are so tiny…
and yet as immense…
If nothing else, Respect is called for,
and Gratitude for all we got so far…
Let us keep Humble,
and Bless Her,
and Love Her,
however She expresses.
Let us talk to Her,
and pray to and with Her,
if we can.