She, creates life into each new day
She, reveals the beauty that lies ahead
Yet in the midst of indifference she angers and takes it all away
Leaving the peril and despair of death instead
Just as the waves caress and replenish the beach
Or the rains of spring make the flowers bloom
She, demands the attention of all in her reach
As she dances and sparkles under the moon
She, whispers walk softly in kindness and all shall grow
For she will illuminate all of her gifts for you to see
As she gently touches the day allowing her energy to flow
There will be at least a moment of love and peace
When we walk in blindness she commands the power of the wind and seas
She, fans the flames of fire with the air she breathes
With regret and sadness we drop to our knees
She, says rise with knowing I'll provide all you'll ever need
She, is the goddess of death and rebirth
Showing her greatness in all life anew
See with your heart for she is our blessed Mother Earth
Reconnect, grow, and she will create through you
Diabolical Dealing
Charlene Lind found herself at the home of her therapist, Dr. Alexandra Vech, who she had been seeing for a week. What was supposed to be a session ended up becoming a desperate plea of help from Charlene as she was suddenly losing consciousness. She was cognizant enough to know that she had only a minute left until she would be out like a light.
By Clyde E. Dawkins6 days ago in Fiction
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