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Without reply, he poked his stick into the fire. A bright flame shot up, licked the air, and

Disappeared. My teacher gave me a glance to ask if I understood this lesson. I sat very still, and my

Silence told him I did.

Mother

Eons of time I've been gestating

To take a form been hesitating

From the unmanifest this cosmic conception

On this earth a fantastic reception

And then one fateful August morn

From your being I was born

With tender love you nurtured a seed

To your own distress you paid no heed

Unmindful of any risk and danger

You decided upon this lonely stranger

Rainbows, clouds, the deep blue sky

Glittering birds that fly on high

Out of fragments you've made my whole

From the elements you fashioned my soul

Mother dear, you gave me life

Because of you, no struggle or strife

You gave me joy and position

Cared for me without condition

And if I ever change this world

It's from the emotions you've unfurl'd

Your compassion is so sweet and dear

Your finest feelings I can hear

I can sense your faintest notion

The wondrous magic of your love potion

And now that I have come so far

Met with every king and czar

Encountered every color and creed

Of every passion, every greed

I go back to that starry night

With not a fear for muscle or might

You taught me how to stand and fight

For every single wrong and right

Every day without a hold

I will treasure what you've mold

I will remember every kiss

Your sweet words I'll never miss

No matter where I go from here

You're in my heart, my mother dear

Mother Earth

I was walking along the beach one winter day. Looking down, I saw a wave push a feather up on

The sand. It was a sea gull feather stained with oil. I picked it up and felt the dark slick film on my

fingers. I couldn't help wondering if the bird had survived. Was it all right out there? I knew it

wasn't.

I felt sad to think how carelessly we treat our home. The earth we all share is not just a rock tossed

Through space but a living, nurturing being. She cares for us; she deserves our care in return.

We've been treating Mother Earth the way some people treat a rental apartment. Just trash it and

Move on.

But there's no place to move on to now. We have brought our garbage and our wars and our

Racism to every part of the world. We must begin to clean her up, and that means cleaning up our

Own hearts and minds first, because they led us to poison our dear planet. The sooner we change,

The easier it will be to feel our love for Mother Earth and the love she so freely gives back to us.

On Children of the World

We have to heal our wounded world. The chaos, despair, and senseless destruction we see today