Orbital Oasis

Earth, my sympathies.

I also feel the strainings,

Frictions and fissures,

Relentless tidal forces,

Of distant, unseen actors.

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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.