The Earth is a Strong Woman
A poem of love and lament for Mother Earth
The earth is a strong woman.
Our mother
with whom we share the same DNA,
are made of the same dust,
the same stardust.
From her womb we arose,
soft clay scooped from the ground,
pressed into God’s palms,
molded
and shaped.
Breathed
into beautiful things.
Divine exhalation
blown into our lungs
making us alive.
From dust we came and to dust we shall return.
Back to her our bodies will go
to rest against the warm beating heart of her bosom.
Reunification.
as our flesh decays
into the softness of hers.
The earth is a strong woman.
No surprise then that the powerful men of the world
driven by lust,
driven by greed,
driven by the hunger for power,
seek to subjugate her,
to drive scars across her flesh,
to silence her,
to use and abuse her
for their own temporal pleasure
without considering the consequences to her.
Her, who is also us.
Who is also them.
This is a story as old
as the wrinkled hills we wander
and the glacially carved lakes in which we swim.
May she and we
rise up to tell a new story.
What a beautiful tribute to our Mother! Thank you for speaking so eloquently about our connection with her and the loving stewardship that entails.
A poem that matters, is lyrically beautiful, and moving.