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"Mother Earth"
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spiritual & inspirations
She is beautiful in the winter, feeling
her coldness, but brighten by her blanket
of purity.
Haunted by her whispers and howling.
She is beautiful in the spring, when
everything begins to blossom, by her
soft rhythmic rain.
How we smell the freshness of her scent,
her air is gental and comforting.
She is beautiful in the summer, when we
camp in the heart of her heart.
Laugh when she is smiling.
To feel the heat of her temper.
She is beautiful in the fall, when she
turns her colors soft and warm.
Her autumn breeze allowing all her
leaves to scatter all around.
Our amazing, wonderful earth, who
provides all of us with all we need.
The powers she holds and creates in
her path.
She is stronger than any man.
She blows her winds and twisted her brain,
thunders her voice louder than anything.
She waves the water like a roaring lion, opens
her mouth showing her teeth, swallowing
anything in her way. Not much longer she
will be roaring on another day.
She blows her top of scorching heat, just
allowing it to flow out. Rebirthing within
herself, giving life a new site.
She has many side, and many emotions,
with a mind of her own.
She is beautiful, graceful, humble
and bright.
beautiful piece. this is so true
Beautiful piece...so descriptive I could just imagine the different seasons.
Beautiful piece,Im forwarding this in email to my pagan friend in New Mexico,she is one of the elders in the community. It would be a great read for pagan pride day. We have one here in Middleborough Mass Sept 10