Look upon these skies
see the blue
watch the clouds
bellow with the wind…
Feel the earth
beneath your feet
solid and true…
walk with these trees
feel them breath in
what you breath out.
Man is but a flicker
in the cycle of life
yet
we have dominion
over it all…
Our power can preserve
or destroy
with whim or folly.
Listen to the birds
and squirrels
frolic in the rain
or hide beneath the leaf
of a great old oak.
Thunder rolls
and lightening
pierces the horizon
with jagged bolts
of unharnessed glory.
What a wonder
this place
we call home.
Mother Earth.
Author notes
There is so much to do to keep our world alive. Those who are Wiccan will appreciate this poem maybe more than others but I hope it has meaning for all.
Written May 21st, 2001
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great
great work love this poem its very power full and true great work

