Earth, my sympathies.
I also feel the strainings,
Frictions and fissures,
Relentless tidal forces,
Of distant, unseen actors.
~
I to, feel the heat
Of all that wretched tension
Rising in my core.
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Sometimes I, like you,
Can not contain the pressure
And can find myself,
In burning rings of fire,
Suffering mass eruptions.
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Yet, though we may quake
Along our many fault lines,
We remain intact!
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When I feel that pull
And all that building pressure
I can still find peace,
A modicum of solace,
In all your fractured beauty,
My planetary mother.
Beautiful and oh so tender
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Lovely!
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