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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