Alive

She looked at the trees, as they

courtesied their greetings;

The sky with its arms wide open, and

the clouds expressing, while the

Wind twirled around her.

She closed her eyes to listen,

to their excitement, wondering

if she could still hear them.

She heard all right, not only

the excitement but also the pain,

the anger, the roars, the torture within.

She smiled because she knew what

this was all about; She had come back to

the Ground.

The Ground that made her, saved her,

and resurrected her;

The very foundation of not only her

existence, but yours too.

She had become one, once again with

Mother Nature.

Categories: Environment, Poem

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