To Mother Gaia, I too belong
Rhythmically in tune like a symphonic song
A stranger to this domain, I simply am not
Eons of existence in this my home, so significance is my lot
Singing beautifully across verdant planes
Sensing and feeling all of your joys and pains
One verse, a universe of a song of divine neter
Just playing my ecological role to make this realm better
Sentient and evolved beyond your capsulized anthropologic lens
My very being is to quietly nurture, heal, and cleanse
I can sense and feel and my memory is top-tier
So there is no need to discount, abuse, neglect, or fear
I'm connected to you more than you know or even knew
I'm here as your ally and nurturer to help make you a better "you."
Categories:
anthropologic, appreciation, blessing, earth, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Known for one, behind which are many more,
a Land well carved into
geographic abundance and anthropologic history.
A land of majestic fjords and of the midnight sun.
A land possessed by the people of colourful clothings
and known for rearing reindeers.
A land of the troll
both that of the scandanavian folklore
and the largest object ever moved by man.
A land of the “tran” against rickets
and one also full of romance to the brown cheese.
A land greeted with a great history of raiders
but having a landscaped virtually void of castles.
Now a modern terrain
and an advanced pasture of the Scandinavia,
glorified by its topmost position
in the eventful tussles of the winter.
Categories:
anthropologic, community, earth, education, environment,
Form: Ode