Earth's Hour

Quiet is the earth this dark hour And in the silence I share its power When all the fossil fuel fumes retire The grid is broken perhaps again And cars stay home from storm and rain The stars come out my love to inspire Earth breaths again a primal hour And in the moonlight I caress a flower And at the pond below my feet, I Hear a frog's happy retreat, while men Beyond earth's hour lame and broken die Where nature constricts to soupy glen Laden with all our trash and debris of pain They may not see the moon rise again thanks Chris D. Aechtner for the note idea (^_^) Please make it a point to always bring reusable bags with you, to minimize the use of plastic bags. When the planet dies we die with it, eternal life begins with responsible love.