Mother Earth's Arms
As I stand on top of this glorious mountain listening
to the wind,
the majestic melody co-exist with the lonely
howls of the wolf in the distance.
My heartbeats steadfast within me as peace rushes
in my body.
The tranquil, serene scene looking over the treetops
in the glistening sunset.
I call out to the Universe to hear my pleas for harmony
among this earth.
How can anyone not see the beauty through my eyes
as I see it above the starlit sky?
How can they not hear the sorrowful cries the earth
makes when the chaos grows with intensified force
around me?
I think I will slip back into Mother Earth's arms for this world just
isn't ready yet for what I have to offer it.
Copyright © Angela Roark | Year Posted 2015
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