O, Mother Earth
O, Mother Earth,
you’re so rich, with butterflies’ songs
and full of olden lullabies,
sung by mountains and valleys
while rivers keep flowing through
the ever-changing seasons of life.
You speak the language
I hardly know,
but your silver touch
sends me a tingle,
that great joy and laughter
bejewel the lake of green.
Your yellow orb scattered
sparkly gems on the blue water
of a mesmerizing sea;
as for your majestic sky,
it wraps, gently, its arm around me
whilst I gaze, at-night, at the stars.
O, Mother Earth,
take me to the fortress,
where kings and queens meet
and teach me…
the graceful dance
of the wind.
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