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I long for the Mother of the Earth To caress my shattered soul In the warmth of her sun, And strength of her sturdy ground. My heart beats against her bed of grass, And I can feel them, The quaking spirits Bound in and around me. Love is living the energy that makes me. I know this earth. The Mother loves my every thought, For without them, How is the sky to be blue? The air I breathe completes me. I exhale and return the favor Of which I was given in her bounty. How might I look upon this earth And frown? For I am the earth, And she carries my soul. Love is to know Wherever I may be is my home. Dear Earth, Gift of the Mother, Projection of my heart's contentment, Let my mind ever flow Through your rivers of contemplation.