For The Living Earth
In whose eyes, whose hands alone
Precious. Fragile.
God's; this gemmed sphere; men defile.
Men, warring, crack.
Compassionate perspective.
Its reach, as broad.
True love's! A kind, men who hoard
A dead stone lack.
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