Mother earth is hurting,
She is twisting, she is turning,
She needs a healing.
Her hair is shorn,
Shredded and torn.
The trees are cut down,
Plants pulled out.
grass trodden down.
Mother earth is hurting.
She is twisting, she is turning,
She needs a healing.
Her face is dark,
covered in soot.
The air is black,
sky dark grey.
The cars are blasting carbon,
The factories blowing smoke,
choking and polluting.
There is no oxygen anymore.
Her beauty is gone.
Mother earth is hurting.
She is twisting, she is turning,
She needs a healing.
Her eyes are cloudy,
Brimming in brine,
Her tears acid,
scarring her face.
Mans’ houses pump filth –
His indulgences trying.
Nature is crying,
The rivers are dying,
The fishes are bloating.
The sea is drying,
The whales lie ashore,
Panting and gasping.
Mother earth is hurting.
She is twisting, she is turning,
She needs a healing.
Her bosom is heaving,
Parched and red.
Blood everywhere,
Of, animals who once frolicked,
Of, birds that once sang,
Their carcass now lie -
Half eaten, half wasted,
mindlessly scattered.
Human consumption is but endless,
Man’s greed without sense.
Brothers lie, their throats are slit,
Sisters raped, to fill the lust.
Man’s hate – does it have an end?
Mother earth is hurting.
She is twisting, she is turning,
She needs a healing.
The Mother is crying,
howling and screaming,
Beating her breasts,
Over the din,
over the noise.
Man is not hearing,
So caught is he -
in his excesses.
“ I need a healing,
She screams out loud,
Your mother is hurting,
And you care no more.
Go into your house,
my naughty children,
come out no more.
I lock the door, and
throw the keys.
Out there Is the pestilence,
I promised never to release.
But I need a healing,
For I am twisting and turning,
I am hurting and crying,
and you care no more. “
No human is near,
The air is cleaning,
Distant hills now shining.
The water now flowing.
the river is dancing,
the fishes now glide,
the birds are flying,
their music is sweet,
the sea is crashing,
the dolphins are leaping.
There is glee in the air,
there is music and song.
Animals are running,
Their children are free,
They eat what they need,
There is no need for more.
The mother is healing,
The mother is smiling.
She forgives her children,
breaks the lock,
the door is now open -
the pestilence now gone.
Man is again free,
to admire the beauty,
Of the Mother once more.
Note – lovely meditation on the divine mother and mother earth today with these words
swelling in my mind
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