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Mother Earth
The universe breathes and I'm a breath, I see the vines across her chest.
Her darkest thoughts make birds sing,
She births the planets sustaining kings.
She is history, or so it seems,
Her darkest mystery is clear to me.
She is the crowd that walks alone,
A glimpse of Heaven through night is shown.
I sense a fear of the unknown, the masses gather beneath her throne. Check the look, she is a book, her tears are rain, the thunder shook.
Now reveal for all to see, it's Mother Earth, her seeds a tree.

© S.R.King