4.22

4.22

mother earth

I could do more to love her:

explore her, attend to her,

clean her, sing to her,

play with her, or leave her alone.

There’s more, or less, I could do…

Sometimes, I get confused

when she keeps on spinning

round and round,

and my feet are still on the ground.

What else could I do,

but be marveled, and say, “thank you.”

Thank you for giving to me

e v e r y t h i n g

I need

and more…