Oh great mother, I don’t know why they harvest you
I don’t know why they consume you
I don’t know why they break you
I don’t know why they take you for granted
One of the two things that’s always there in our lives
We celebrate the sun in various ways at various times for weeks
And give her but one day
A footnote, when every day we should be grateful
Acknowledge that she is all we will ever have
All we will ever know
We should be protecting her
Studying the intricate patterns that keep her all in one piece
We came from her
We much cherish her
Great mother Earth
I love you
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