Daylight.
Sunset.
Some are comfortable.
Many are not.
We all beat with the same Heart.
Gaia.
**
The One Heart beating
All grass growing
It’s My turn, She cries,
“Treat Gaia kindly.”
**
The Mind of our Mother
Sweet Juice of life.
Waterfall, mountain, open plain.
All this for you.
Treasures beyond imagining.
Yet you spit on Me and grind My treasures to dust.
**
Connect.
Embrace.
From the thinnest of pine needles
To the jagged bark of a baobab tree.
Passion in all creation.
**
Rain
Mountain
Thirsty in the moonlight.
Green shoots of spring will grow on her flanks.
**
Grass
Rain
Rocks
Fields
Missing them
Time to find the sweet breath of wind across the mountain
**
Riding the wild wind
Up the mountain side
Storm coming
Change brewing
Why are you still playing in the valley?
Sunset.
Some are comfortable.
Many are not.
We all beat with the same Heart.
Gaia.
**
The One Heart beating
All grass growing
It’s My turn, She cries,
“Treat Gaia kindly.”
**
The Mind of our Mother
Sweet Juice of life.
Waterfall, mountain, open plain.
All this for you.
Treasures beyond imagining.
Yet you spit on Me and grind My treasures to dust.
**
Connect.
Embrace.
From the thinnest of pine needles
To the jagged bark of a baobab tree.
Passion in all creation.
**
Rain
Mountain
Thirsty in the moonlight.
Green shoots of spring will grow on her flanks.
**
Grass
Rain
Rocks
Fields
Missing them
Time to find the sweet breath of wind across the mountain
**
Riding the wild wind
Up the mountain side
Storm coming
Change brewing
Why are you still playing in the valley?
