The sun shines So, the flower will bloom The flower blooms So, the bee will visit The bee visits So, our world is sweet Our world is sweet So, we can give thanks We can give thanks By being good stewards Good stewards Of our beautiful earth
We all have a placeOn our great blue earthYou, me, and the beesWe all have worthWhether planting,GatheringOr admiring it allWe all have a placeLarge or smallOn our great blue earthWe matter, all
With good intentions I give you a home Within this land Where you may grow Dig deep And flourish Upon this earth It is my hope The future Knows your worth As I gently tuck you In the dirt
They say our fates Are written in the stars Yet the world on which We sit and spin Still turns Though our thoughts May wander
My favorite tree Has been dropping her leaves It’s as if she too Feels the rampant unease So much unrest To hear and see Wildfires, floods Viral disease Still, she digs deep Deep into the ground Until what was lost Is once again found In the air, the dirt The churning sea A new leaf… Read More My Favorite Tree
Infused with wisdom Organic and pure The waters run through Sediment and sand The air fills our lungs Where the mountains stand For centuries Broken by clenched fists Caressed by gentle hands Destroyers or defenders Of this ancient land
She weeps for us For our pettiness And still, we drink her tears Oblivious, she is crying We turn a deaf ear To the whimpering To the trembling Of our precious earth If only more would realize How much her tears are worth
Providing resources To nourish us all Encouraging growth After leaves fall Renewing life In cycles and seasons Our blue planet spins As we’re sleeping and dreaming Breathing deeply Her air fills our lungs Her land expands Far and wide Her waters are where Untapped mysteries hide For you, our Earth Love, protection and pride
A divine paintbrush Delineates the lines Between heaven and earth’s Beautiful design In the windswept bog grass And the ever-changing tide To each grain of sand Forming the dunes that divide A starting point And the transitional lines That feather and seep Over time Until blended as one Vibrant masterpiece refined By unending change… Read More Masterpiece
Jessica M. Collette 
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