June 27 2018
The Earth is our temperate womb
Nutritious placenta grows in her roots
A soft soothing lullaby
Is carried through the sky
From the source
With the breeze
Distant yet familiar
With help from the trees
Her blanket of clouds
Will bring you sleep
And when the time comes
Let her weep.
Her rainy tears are shed for you
Like any mother,
She has feelings too.
- Leah Rutz