The Earth, my Mother.
I come from your womb,
the Mother of a Mother
born knowing
your breast.
You see the Earth is my Mother,
but I am Mother too.
Not the Mother of a child born
from this body and flesh,
but a Mother soul.
I feel this tenderness
as I walk upon you.
Like that of a bear
like the marrow that runs deep
through my bones.
I feel the rage of a Mother too,
the fervor of storm,
as I save my only child
I cry out for help
to my brothers and sisters.
The great storm.
Mother.  Earth.
WE have birthed each other,
you have given me
from your loins.
I know your breast well,
but I am no longer a hungry child.
I can see that you are growing old,
and it is time for me
to take care of you now.
Like a child loves her Mother.
Like a Mother loves her child.
We care for each other.
Honoring the cycles of life,
that I can see with my own eyes.
The child who grows,
becomes the Mother
of her Mother.
The Mother
who has given all of her milk.
A child forever,
I cannot be a child forever.
I am Mother,
a fire that never dies,
and I know my children well.