Mother Earth
Please read the work of a amazing writer.
Mother Earth sings her song.
It is in the dirt,
The wind,
The water of the raging rivers
And the peaceful ponds.
The trees and the mountains.
The lion and the sparrow.
We think we do not know her song
But we too are her song.
We have only become distracted
For her music is in our very cells.
The blood of our ancestors.
Be still, your soul
And listen.
This song never pauses.
Sing with her once more.
Thank you for sharing.:-)
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You are welcome.
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A great poem. 🙂
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I agree Brenda. I had to reblogged this one.
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Deservedly so. 🙂
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