Taking but a second to divert from manly ways
Can show you all the purity of Mother Nature's grace
To hold, to feel, to clarify the warmth of her embrace
Earth is screaming for her people "March toward the change!"
The change of dying wonder, forgotten- the knowledge within,
The finding of the answers we have lost, so we can win
A seemingly battlesome life
Many have chosen the focus of strife
When all feels lost, you are the boss,
the entirety rests inside.
It lays upon your beating heart, and moves beside your spirit
It shapes to fit your beautiful mind, and runs with all that you feed it.
"Now, feed the soil beneath your feet!", she begs with whaling sound,
"For all in all, you are it ALL, but NOTHING you'll be without ground!"
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