I am the Earth

I am the Earth, damaged and hurt
waiting for the indigo birth
your footprints tender on my soul
like gentle petals fall on snow
your thoughts surround me, touch and astound me
lighting up the darkest sky
no longer will you wonder why

You are me as I am you
we are one
we are truth

there are many of you, special beings
love and light and special healings
awaken now, rise up for me
this is the last chance, you see

Blessed are the Sacred Trees

Blessed are the ancient trees
Sacred, wise, strong and free
breath of life or a branch to share
sheltering souls in depths of despair

all-giving, all-knowing
years of wisdom, growing, growing
solid, strong yet fragile beauty
basking in nature's tranquility

embracing storms with ease of grace
trees create their sacred place
bending, twisting creaking, speaking
whispering of past-times meetings
aspen, oak, elder, pine
embrace a tree and feel divine