Mother Earth
Reconcile me with Mother Earth
The milk and honey of our existence
From which we came and will return
Let me feel the spiky greenness
Of wild grasses
Bowing before the wind
Allow me to sigh in ecstacy
Of nature in it's essence
Without a blur of cities, or
Blush of smog
To smear our tomorrow's.
Copyright © Judith Palmer | Year Posted 2014
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