I sit on the ground,
caressing it with mine fingers,
gently and tenderly like a mother's touch.
- mother Earth feels so sensitive against my fingers today.

The gravity of the earth pulls my ear towards it,
as if asking me to hear her out,
And here is what she says,
--I hear her cry, silently, deep down,. wailing as if in great pain, agony and frustration--

"You betrayed me, oh humanity!
I cradelled you with love and kindness,
but you cut me through, slow and steady.
Still a mother forgives her child and so do I. ...