My summer sweat,
evaporating under your blazing sun,
precipitates into autumn mist.
The trail of blood,
trickling from my day of toil,
you stir into sunrise full of promise.
My hopes, my dreams, my fantasies,
unto which you breathe feathered wings,
so that they may someday soar.
What you have, I freely claim as mine.
And what I have, I clutch with a closed fist.
You keep on giving,
I keep on taking,
without as much, as a
Mother, may I?
This is a humble homage to the ever-nurturing Mother Earth in observance of International Mother Earth Day on April 22nd.
For One Shot Wednesday.
Image by ukgardenphotos