Ode To Earth

I hold dear, this world ,eager with its changing seasons, its sunrises, reliable as a conveyor belt. I cherish its fields made pretty with cornflowers, bluer than sky-colored starfish. I adore its storm-tossed seas that mill around lonely lighthouses its sacred forests with redwoods as tall as time passing. I admire the grasping grapevines, the dainty hummingbirds quicker than a frog’s tongue. I take pleasure in flowing rivers with banks of polished stone Survive and endure Dear Earth long after we are gone.