Two Poems for the Earth
Today, on Earth Day 2021, I gathered outdoors with a group of women, some friends, some acquaintances to celebrate Mother Earth. We sang, shared poems, danced, laughed, and felt the deep connection that we can all feel when we gather in love. Our love for Mother Earth made us answer to the call. I shared two poems: one if by a Canadian author and another one is my own creation, a few years back. I hope you will enjoy them and will find some time to send your love to our Mother Earth.
By Keiya Tasire
I stand with roots deep into my mother With branches out stretching towards my father And Light from the rising sun reflecting within my eyes. Machi curing, Machi healing, I sing your song. I feel your love. Mi Pachamama So full of love Your flow of life, ever flowing Your river of sound, ever singing Your stream of light, forever shinning. How can I ever cry when I am within your arms? Arising with the warming sun Flowing through the air on the breath of her winds So softly the clouds release her love As they are caressed by the tops of her mountains. Her waters of love flowing… Trickling down onto the forest Gathering into the brooklets, Streams, riverlets, and rivers Satisfying the thirst of all her creations. The sound of pan flutes filling my ears The dance of chi coursing through Even this body, this gift, this flesh. Singing her lullaby Embracing & soothing this tired soul. Softly the winds bring the colors Of her song into my beating heart. Machi soothing Machi healing. Machi Curing Machi, singing me well with Her love Mi Pacha Mama , so full of love Your flow of life, ever flowing Your river of sound, ever singing Your stream of light, forever shinning. How can I ever cry when I am within your arms? Healing, Soothing, Curing, Love I sing your song. I sing your love Mi Pacha Mama…
By Mª Alda Gomez Otero
Trembling with a fever of never before,
fearfully shaking all creases and pores,
raging behind a mask, human-made,
Mother Earth patiently awaits one last breath.
Unlistened soil and waters and fires,
heart-deprived being to unaware eyes,
Mother Earth asks for help in dark silence,
while men make her an object to forget.
Comfort for ancient tribes and love,
Mother Earth is ignored, despised and spat
as a useless house turned small,
taken for granted and killed by man.
One day, love appears as a warrior,
Mother Earth blows a seed into your heart,
and the hearts of all beings.
It springs into living flesh and bone,
making them goddesses in the summer
marrying inner gods in the winter,
partnering love and an ear
for one another, for those before,
for those to come, and for all that it is,
partnering love and an ear for Mother Earth.
I hope you will enjoy them. See you in class!