Earth mothers know what it takes
to give and keep on giving.
And watch with love and acceptance
each seed her children are planting
Earth mothers know the selfless act
of letting go
And smile with faith and patience
as her children reap the seeds they sow,
and become certain they know so much
and forget how to listen, or at times lose touch.
Earth mothers know how to keep the connection strong
and pull her children close like gravity
to a place they know for sure that they belong.
Earth mothers know that disaster is a part of the cycle
and that what remains is always stronger after
because beneath the remnants of what “was”
is the truth of what really is.
Earth mothers know the pureness of tears,
like the rain that washes over pain.
And reveals the rainbow colors of change…that hug the edges of the light
that otherwise you might not know is there
Earth mothers know the lure of the moon.
And the introspective language of the stars.
And urge temples and lincoln log towers to reach towards the sky
where her children may look upward and outward and
somehow end up back inside themselves.
Earth mothers know how to gently stir her children awake.
And point them towards a sun that blinds them with love,
introduce them to forests that show them that to grow
everything else must also grow,
and to Earth Mother herself who has taught a mother all she knows.
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