of the earth
we are born of the earth
carved from the womb
of the mountain top
—
the rivers run through our veins
the sun in our hearts
the stars in our eyes
and the moon in our souls
—
we are born of the earth
carved from the muddy slopes
in the valleys below
—
the wind fills our lungs
as the trees sing us a song
to carry us through the night
—
we are born of the earth
carved from the womb
of the mountain top
© S.J.
#earthday #poetry
carved from the womb
of the mountain top
—
the rivers run through our veins
the sun in our hearts
the stars in our eyes
and the moon in our souls
—
we are born of the earth
carved from the muddy slopes
in the valleys below
—
the wind fills our lungs
as the trees sing us a song
to carry us through the night
—
we are born of the earth
carved from the womb
of the mountain top
© S.J.
#earthday #poetry