To Cure Her of Human’s Wrong

A Poem to the Goddess, our Earth Mother

Whispers on gentle wind
Whiskers light touch, shivers do send
A melody to you impart
The strings of my heart

Beautiful summer days long
Ringing with a wonderful song
Of waterfall’s cascading grace
Deep in this wondrous place

Nature in all of it’s resplendence
Dancing in winsome silence
To show to you through eloquent eyes
What is beyond her disguise

Let your breath and heart be still
And listen now if you will
To the song of the meadow lark
As it turns to light from dark

If you listen close you will see
How it is meant to be
The closeness of natures embrace
Swaying to her gentle pace

Green light shining through leaf
Will wash away your troubles and your grief
And the ground under your feet
Will hold up a strong stone for your seat

So when nature calls to you in your sleep
To travel her paths of wisdom winding oh so deep
Then enjoy this dream for a while
And let your soul smile

For you are held dear to my heart
And to you my feelings I impart
To show you Nature’s beauty through my songs
And help cure her of human’s wrongs