Elementals
Everywhere she rides as everywhere she hides.
Stirring the blades of the field as she stirs the Oak ancient in position.
Cooling with her breezes she toys with our emotion
As we know she could so easily destroy us with her storming.
Desire for warmth guards our souls around the campfire of our seating.
Lighting stoves just as striking bolts from heaven.
From the depths of the earth she fuels the knowledge of
Creation throughout destruction. She warms as she destroys
Still she’s toying our emotion. Are these Elemental beings not worthy of our praise?
Rising from the crevice moist she seeps in creeping throughout the currents of Our mother.
Falling from the skies - flowing towards the deep blue. Without her we would die -
Whilst Earth Our Mother bears her fruit ripened through affection.
Providing for our survival the fruit - the grain - the animals we rear.
She is our support as it her pull upon our souls that holds our feet
Firming on the ground - even if we are prone to drift in shifting dream states.
With them we would die - In there presence of present union we must naught but sigh
As we play with the harmonies that allowed our being to be.
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I AM' Mother Earth- 'I AM' Love
' i am' mother earth and you see my beauty every day.
from above you see my majestic mountains
which is my face.
you climb my face and see every crack and crevice
of the beauty that i hold.
the rivers and the oceans is the blood
coursing thru my veins, giving my sweet nectar
of life that i have.
the ground is my body which i give to you
to nourish you, and give you my fruits of life.
I AM MOTHER EARTH-I CAN NOT BE DENIED.
'i am' LOVE.
and i like mother earth will caress and climb your beautiful mountain, and kiss every crevice and crack.
'i am' LOVE.
and i will course thru every vein, touching
everything in my path, and nourishing every
part of your body, as the rivers and oceans
touch the land.
'i am' LOVE.
as the ground is to mother earth
and gives fruit and life to this planet.
so will my love, savor all the fruit and
nectars that you have to offer.
AS MOTHER EARTH AND LOVE.
i live, so that you may survive
and you survive, so that i may live.
and this is all that i have to give.
MOTHER NATURE AND LOVE GO HAND IN HAND
AND DESTRUCTION THEY WILL NOT STAND.
'i am LOVE. i will not be denied.
poem by Louis Rams
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Deity Mother Vavroovahana Patra
Mother Mangala shows the right path;
Is the light of Earth.
Makes us healthy, wealthy;
With Divine Desire we be love worthy.
Life passes peacefully;
With heavenly Desire we live gaily.
Difficult problems are solved easily;
Chant hymns devotionally.
Mother’s light of love pervades in all creatures;
Fulfills our desires.
I surrender on the cosy feet;
She is a Brook of Delight.
Mother is our love affection;
Is the Deity of creation.
Pray her day and night;
She is an Ocean of Delight.
I behold mother everywhere;
She is the Operator of Nature.
Is the Deity of Deities;
Is our Almighty.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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The Custard Apple
It hung so near the trunk of the tree,
And stayed unnoticed for a long time,
Hidden by a leafy canopy,
And growing bigger than most others!
It was not scorched by the noon-time sun,
Nor wetted by the lashing rains,
Or shaken by the winds that howl,
But was over-fed in mother's way!
I plucked it off lest someone stole
Or wood-peckers come make a hole,
And parrots beak it up like nuts,
Leaving its empty rind hanging!
I wrapped the fruit in a plastic bag,
And thought it would ripen very soon;
Alas! The fruit never ripened at all,
Remaining green and looking fresh!
It was as hard as granite stone;
It did not dry or change color;
It stayed that way when kept outside,
But never ripened any day!
I pondered what could have happened
Preventing the fruit from ripening;
‘There is a time for everything,
And when a fruit ripens! ' - says the Bible.
Yet, human beings find new ways
Of doing things unnaturally;
Nevertheless, they hardly win;
But Mother Nature does better!
Man's knowledge and experience fails
In every field and every sphere;
The Nature, God created stays
Unraveled, unrivaled winner always.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-10-2012
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When We Abuse Nature
For the burning of fossil fuels there will be some price to pay
A looming Natural disaster some climate experts say
A looming disaster of destruction and death
Climate change than terrorism to human kind is a far greater threat.
Our abuse of Nature is out of control
Our burning of fossil fuels especially coal
From our Earth Mother who feeds us far too much we have stole
When we dig up her ground we root at Nature's soul.
The things we will destroy ourselves with in Nature we've found
Uranium for nuclear reactors and bomb making should be left in the ground
Other safer forms of energy that humans can use
When we abuse Nature ourselves we abuse.
On polluted or clean air and water we do have a choice
And for our abuse of Nature we will pay the price
It is due to our Earth Mother our gift of life we enjoy
And in trying to destroy her 'tis ourselves we'll destroy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Precious Earth And Precious Sun
We praise you sister Sun and mother Earth,
for being there at the time of our birth.
for giving us flowers to smell, and birds and insects
To hear as well.
We praise you Precious Sun for all of your warmth
You bring to us every day,
We praise you Mother Earth when we holds our hands together to pray
Along with all the creatures you brought here to play.
All of us on the planet praise you Precious Earth and Precious Sun.
Copyright 2010 Chevalier Originals, Inc.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on 07/17/10
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Pele's Song
Pele's soul made of fire
Flowing lava ever higher.
To the shores of desire.
Fire meets the water
on the shore of life.
The Sea becomes the husband
of this Earthly wife.
With this union
Comes new birth
Of new islands
On this Earth.
For mankind an earthly dwelling
From Her inner core is swelling.
Into life and land above.
Goddess of creation
A cosmic kissed sensation.
Of terra firma Mother Love.
Land and trees fast appearing
From this sacred unseen force.
Upon the seas of life we're sailing,
Soon returning to our Source.
Seeing through the earthly mists
To the many worlds beyond.
Our souls fly like lighting bolts
With astral spheres we are blending
Upon creations scale we are ascending.
Reveling in this new existence.
We cast away all earthly resistance.
When we reach that distant shore
In that realm where our souls belong.
Seeking that which we adore.
We listen for the angels song.
Then in the distance we shall hear
Pele's voice so sweet and clear
Mingling with the joyful angels
as She sweetly sings along.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Nature
Weather constantly changes.
No character, only dynamic.
Dull and dreary,
Or bitter and cold,
Or bright and shiny.
This is mother nature.
She is of this world.
She dictates the mood.
She affects mine.
Emotions, constantly changing.
Personality has dynamic,
But lacks character.
It is constantly changing.
Bitter and resentful,
Frustrated and annoyed
Happy & joyous.
This is human nature.
It is of this world.
It dictates our mood.
It affects another.
Mother nature cannot be controlled.
For she is not ours.
Yet mother nature controls me,
Though I am not hers.
Together, we must exist.
We must accept each as we both are.
Though one affects the other.
Based on emotion, not character.
During the storm,
The sky is still the sky,
The ground, is still the ground
The sun is still the sun.
This is the character of mother nature.
The snow may cover the ground,
But the ground remains.
The clouds may cover the sun,
But the sun remains.
Character is always constant.
Nature affects character.
Character is patience, kindness,
Compassion, empathy, forgiving.
Plain and simple,
Our character is love.
Human nature covers human character,
Although it might not be seen,
It still remains.
It is simply covered.
For the mother is of this earth,
The father is of the next.
Emotion defies logic, as logic can defy emotion.
Follow logic?
Or follow emotion?
One cannot follow both.
This is Father God.
Character is not of this world.
It asks us to do right.
Affecting all around us.
It is the silver lining that reminds us.
The sun never disappeared.
It was just covered by nature's emotion.
Even behind the clouds,
It still shines bright.
As does my love.
For which I will live,
Will determine my legacy.
I am the sun.
I am warm.
I am a son.
I am love.
I have a Father and a Mother.
I love them both,
But which defines my creation?
Which one is my first?
Which is my last?
Which is my everything?
First was,
Last is,
And everything always will be.
Like a scale,
One pan determines the position of the other.
The centre, will never change.
It determines the balance.
Human nature on the pans.
Character in the center.
In which do I put my faith?
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Ocean Of Affection Vavroovahana Patra
Mother’s love is an ocean of affection;
Earth is beautiful with mother’s creation.
Her love attracts sons and daughters;
In her lap they are sweet lovely creatures.
Earth smiles with mother’s dedication;
Mothers are innocent lovely women of creation.
Children derive peace serving mother;
They are Deities in the lap of creator.
Mother’s cosy face attracts day and night;
She is a Ganga of Purity and Delight.
Is a boo9k of inspiration;
Poet’s are renowned with mother’s benediction.
Mother’s affection Eternal on Earth;
She is an Ocean of Love and Mirth.
Is the incarnation of Tranquility;
Is a River of Delight.
Mother inspires to be great on Earth;
Serving the Mother glorious becomes human birth.
She toils hard for sons and daughters;
They are sweet lovely society’s creator.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Extinct Emotions
skies darken beneath my gaze
and send flicking pain into my soul
hate iches under my skin
with tamed anger scratching
lie's presence sickens me
strengthens my resolve
uncontrollably shivering down my fingers
dripping to the ground
rain seeps through this barrier
and opens up the floodgate to my heart
searching, seeking
finding nothing and returning empty-handed
love had been my fuel
feeding desire's needs
lust barring the right road
sending everything crashing
now hate forces love aside
killed it off its throne
anger bubbling away deep inside
lust breathing deeply
desire dying without its fuel
skies thunder beneath my gaze now
earth weakens beneath my feet
death rules beneath my touch
love is an extinct emotion
and hate begins the threat
poem by Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson
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Thank Mother Earth Each Day
If you have a pain that won't go away
at least stand on Mother Earth during the day.
You also need the sunlight of Father Sun
he uplifts the spirit of everyone.
Mother Earth is more in sync then you know
visualize be rooting to her in a storm.
Your brain and her have same hertz frequency
which is very healing.
Your root chakra is a deep red
think of Mother Earth when you lay in bed.
See Mother Earth as your life line
your first chakra is associated with your spine.
So ground yourself everyday—
thank Mother Earth for
having things come your way.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Real mother
Who else can be better?
Than the real mother
Thousands of words may fail to describe
She remains at heart fully inscribed
It is lovely to dream about her and honor
She has spent complete life for minors
What else she might be in her mind?
She may struggle later for us to find
We may have our own family
All her tales may look silly
We may pay little or no attention
She may never mind or make mention
That is her asset and greatness
That glory and brightness is seen on face
Who on earth and heaven can compete with her?
Even if something is to be offered then offer only prayer
No amount of compensation can pay her debt
Her honor and pride is higher and always kept
What we all did to her is mater of shame
No use when later on you realize and blame
She won’t come back from heaven to look after
All her greatness may be realized later
In poverty or richness she is all the same
No one knows where from the divinity came?
Even great souls have prayed and showered the roses
Touched the feet and offers emotional kisses
What all these gestures show or speak
Her position is supreme and not weak
I will certainly bow my head to her greatness
No creature on earth deserves honor and praise
Oh, mother you are sacred than all on earth
You are remembered life long even after death
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mother Earth
Mother of all the high-strung poets and singers departed,
Mother of all the grass that weaves over their graves the glory of the field,
Mother of all the manifold forms of life, deep-bosomed, patient, impassive,
Silent brooder and nurse of lyrical joys and sorrows!
Out of thee, yea, surely out of the fertile depth below thy breast,
Issued in some strange way, thou lying motionless, voiceless,
All these songs of nature, rhythmical, passionate, yearning,
Coming in music from earth, but not unto earth returning.
Dust are the blood-red hearts that beat in time to these measures,
Thou hast taken them back to thyself, secretly, irresistibly
Drawing the crimson currents of life down, down, down
Deep into thy bosom again, as a river is lost in the sand.
But the souls of the singers have entered into the songs that revealed them, --
Passionate songs, immortal songs of joy and grief and love and longing:
Floating from heart to heart of thy children, they echo above thee:
Do they not utter thy heart, the voices of those that love thee?
Long hadst thou lain like a queen transformed by some old enchantment
Into an alien shape, mysterious, beautiful, speechless,
Knowing not who thou wert, till the touch of thy Lord and Lover
Working within thee awakened the man-child to breathe thy secret.
All of thy flowers and birds and forests and flowing waters
Are but enchanted forms to embody the life of the spirit;
Thou thyself, earth-mother, in mountain and meadow and ocean,
Holdest the poem of God, eternal thought and emotion.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Mother Mangala: Deity Of Deities
Mother Mangala’s temple beside the
river ‘Prachi’ dazzles with the Sun ray,
Devotees’ mind concentrated, surrendered
Under thy feet with glee, gaiety, souls
bathed with delight feel gay.
From time immemorial, remote past the
Deity of Deities pervades on the tranquil
serene sanctified glaring altar.
The Shrine is endowed, wreathed with
garlands of love, affection and with beautiful
lovely flower.
She blessth the human creatures, deities
Of Heaven as an eternal brook of pleasure,
love and affection.
Diseased, disappointed, rich, poor,
anguished pray thee to free the plight and
tention.
Thy shrine is a Heaven on Earth, Ye
Create in human beings delight and mirth.
Ye shower bliss, benevolence, love affection
Fraternity, purity on human creature,
With thy touch their souls become pure
sitting on the shrine in the lap of nature.
‘Deities of Heaven’ pray before ye to
operate the generation.
The water of “Prachi” river washes thy
feet for ever without hesitation.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Cultivated Constraints
Cultivated constraints render revolt in the adolescents mind
Wasted in play the day dissolves into a solution sweet yet hard to find.
Whispering winds toy upon the Joy of greeting those they meet.
Within the dale long forgotten souls beat the ground with defenceless feet.
Glaring through the window pane Apollo’s light seeks no refrain
There lay a child, born wild into the seduction of his mother’s breast
Lay to rest the child who will grow naught but weary within this dread reality of ours.
Awake yet constantly dreaming we’re coming close to knowledge of reality.
Amongst the glories of wisdoms ancient our souls are pastured
Grace follows cosmic rhythms in pace as above a flock of blackbirds
Swift in formation, beneath a sparkling sky, dance a dance in meditation.
Consider the muse born of harmony aloft the winds of the songs that dreamers sing.
Woodland nymphs frolic throughout the country side
As urban jungles bellow Serpents of smoke into a cradle sky,
They’re suffocating us – we the infants of the fruit tree.
poem by David Lacey
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Cheyenne Anthem
From the mountains to the sun, Life has only just begun.
We wed this land and pledge our souls to meet its end,
Life has only just begun
Here my people roam the earth, in the kingdom of our birth,
Where the dust of all our horses hides the sun
We are mighty on the earth, on the earth
You have come to move me, take me from my ancient home,
Land of my fathers I can't leave you now
We will share it with you, no man owns this earth we're on
Now the wheels are rolling hear the howling winds of war
It's my destiny to fight and die
Is there no solution, can we find no other way, Lord let me stay
Under the endless sky and the earth below
Here I was born to live and I will never go, oh no
But we cannot endure like the earth and the mountains
Life is not ours to keep, for a new sun is rising
Soon these days shall pass away, for our freedom we must pay
All our words and deeds are carried on the wind,
In the ground our bodies lay, here we lay
song performed by by Kansas
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To Continue With Such Senselessness
You will not destroy this creation made.
Although you will try with your divisiveness...
To continue with such senselessness.
With proof your hatred,
Can and will be soon dismissed!
You may attempt to succeed,
By stirring up worldly conflicts.
But your destruction of this planet,
Will no longer be allowed to exist.
A higher intelligence comes to dispense,
A knowledge it inflicts...
To put an end to the wickedness.
And those unconvinced...
Will find the evidence,
In ways they'll discover...
A superior consciousness,
Comes to leave them all defenseless!
And it is clear,
These 'beings' are already here...
Witnessing the foolishness,
To end it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When a Poet Loves
The Empress lay upon the shimmering glades as they glisten with reflections upon morning dew. Within her heart dwells the spirit of Eternal Love, her stare a perfect
Blue. She hath known the touch of papyrus upon her palms, she hath known her calms
Immaculate yet retains in her stride the strength to ride the storm of mysteries tiding.
Such a beauty her eyes conceal, such a grace I’d never known as real before her soul
Strode so boldly within this heart of mine, abstracting the way I feel. She leaves me the
Time within which I may melt my insecurities. Freed am I from ‘dull realities’ as I stand
Straight by her side yet it is only now that I realize the true wonder of all that lay beyond
Her flesh, only now do I realize that she contains the freshest of poetic breaths.
The projection of her emotion upon the winds of the hills
Thrills as it fills the atmosphere of the poets heart.
The Good Folk, Fey, they dance around her, entranced by her creation,
She leads them unknowing in their dance as they plait their hairs to mimic the maiden,
They dance and chant and form circles within the garden green,
They are the children of our observation, those elemental beings
Who may fly so soft whilst swift upon emotion,
As all rivers flow towards the ocean so we must
Make the most of the moment,
Erect a monument to the memory of your Love
Take in the skies above and the ground below
Turn within the circle round,
Know all that’s lost will one day be found.
When a poet loves, he loves dearly through eyes unclear.
When a poet loves he can do naught but shed a tear.
Cry for Joy, laugh through sorrow,
Know Love shall reign as King tomorrow
And the princess, hand in hand with the prince of dreams
Shall stand, hand in hand, bonded by a love of this land of Emerald greens.
Dream a dream for me
I’ll dream a dream for you
Laid upon the dazzling glades
We may embrace a perfect blue
Dream a dream of me
I’ll dream a dream of you
Adorned in Edwardian stylings
Our hearts may dance in appreciation of the view.
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Mercy, Severity
Weve come here, from so far away,
I can save you,
If you leave it all behind
This sufferings, been far too long,
Would you take a trip with me
On the back of a star,
I feel like earths gravity is just hre to pull us down.
Mother of creation wait, embrace the souls of a lost world
Carry them away,
Darkness negative receptive,
Pour firmament between our waters
Separate the space
Mother of destruction wait with a belt of
Skulls strap me down
And send the ship away,
Progress with the process, mine the souls
From their casts
Pour form and reshape
This dark womb,
Wraps and covets me,
Redefining understanding, if you open
Up the heart,
Nurturing, this phenomenon,
We can carry you on our wings, our wings
Through the dark
Lightning flashes of insight,
Into the mirth of a dark sky,
Pain of division is nothing,
Joy of dissolution is everything
Mother of creation wait, embrace the souls of a lost world
Carry them away,
Darkness negative receptive,
Pour firmament between our waters
Separate the space
Mother of destruction wait with a belt of
Skulls strap me down
And send the ship away,
Progress with the process, mine the souls
From their casts
Pour form and reshape
Portal sits deep within the eye,
The eye of yins severity,
Rewards understanding
Portal sits deep within the eye
The eye of yins severity,
Rewards understanding
Blackness consumes body comforts core of
Nothing...
Mother I can remember, a vault of security,
Can you take me away,
Would you take me away,
Wont you take me away
...away
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Tonight I Sleep With Mother Earth
Seventy more years must pass,
To plus these ones gone past,
My eyelids, before they may close
Before Mother Earth opens up her core
To take my body in once more,
Before I sleep with Mother Earth.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
My castles strewn across the sky
Shall come down to the earth,
And grow up to scrape the sky.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
Life shall answer all questions posed,
I shall plaster all precious stones
Around my name, in umeasured fold.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth.
I shall grow tall and strong like a giant,
I shall be elephated from ant to elephant.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
All ears that hear must hear,
And those that can't must read,
And those that can't must feed,
Ingest by all means, the words that I speak.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
I must sleep with Success,
From that whore, I shall receive suck-sex
A crowned head, I'll not settle for any less.
I shall drink from the brooks of plenty,
I shall autograph the books of many.
Before I sleep with Mother Earth,
All my toils shall be brought to boil,
My labour shall bring forth fruit,
Truth and Life shall birth through me, Poetry
All my impregnations shall get expression,
I shall pour out my soul upon all flesh,
And still erect, I shall come, into Mother Earth.
Then I shall say:
'Seventy more years have gone past,
Many more tears have flushed past,
My eyelids, and now they may close,
As Mother Earth opens up her core,
For the time has come, as I said afore,
Tonight I sleep wiith Mother Earth.'
poem by Joba Akinola
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Death of Gaia
Gaia, the mother of earth
Gaia, the mother earth
Gaia, the greek goddess
Gaia, the primordial deity
Daughter of Chaos,
Mother of Uranus
Wife of Uranus
Beloved of the goddess
Mother of mankind
Light of the world
Harbinger of energy
Silent smiling mother
What have we done to you?
We have bound you
We have broken you
We have stripped you
We have ripped you
We have raped you
We have scraped you
You came not to destroy,
But to fulfill
But we fulfilled
Your Destruction
poem by Anand Dixit
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