White bird against
a blue heaven
is so healing
She holds the world close
to Her bosom and
strokes its feverish brow
Wet green grass beneath
our bare feet a healing balm
wounds of the Earth
deep chasms... so much pain
Salt on our lips
sound of cymbals clashing
waves laughing at our toes
brings peace to the mind
She drapes the Earth
With fragrant garlands
sings a lullaby
and kisses....
kisses away the tears
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