Living Earth…

Are you watching me, here?

Father.  I am alone, but not lonely.  In a crowd I am lonely.

Encircled by the arms of beauty I am complete!

You paint glorious images with color and light.

How they sway! How they sing! How they fill

me with comfort and peace.

So many tiny wonders within the architecture of creation.

Was it your design or playful whim?

Was it Your thought that sent  me here

to this orb of pain and pleasure?

No, not alone

but in the company of greatness that breathes,

that soars…..

filling the skies with magic.

and dotting the shores with guardians

of the land and water.

Stoic, undaunted, fearless

accepting of the fates that befall those who dare to live with

joyful abandon.

They spin and toil

even though the wind may come to wipe it all away

with an unkind breath.

Acceptance, perseverance, tenacity, unaware they are warriors.

Simple pleasures like a warm place to sit

appreciating the life that fills its lungs.

I need to live thusly!

What plans did you use, Mother,

in your grand construction of this green and blue stone

we walk upon as it hangs within the bosom of the universe?

I hear the whispers in oranges and greens

the delicate hues of living history.

They call your name, Father,

asking for sweet rain.

You send showers.

They smile and quiver

in grateful homage. Such ecstasy is the gift of the unencumbered.

A violet kiss!

Forgive me, Mother, as I tread upon your face

with reckless, hungry passion.

Too often have I unwittingly caused you pain.

In your benevolence you forgave.

So I must harken to your voice in the whisper of the trees…

See your smile on the face of all living things….

be diligent in my labors, conscious of that which you have entrusted to me.

I will sing my song of contentment, even if no one is listening.

appreciate the beauty in plain and simple gifts

and

bare my soul and body in the light of your illumination,

Mother Earth.

For as you live, so do we.

She lives…..

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