Voice of Mother (a poem)

My latest poem. This time the style of the poem wasn't influenced by any other poets (see my previous poetry posts), it is mine own style. Or one version of it anyway :)


Voice of Mother
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Veils of butterfly dust
distort my mountain brown face.
I've been locked away,
too loving for fearful minds.

I exist in a hidden world,
ignored and alone.
My brother Moon and sister Sun
dance in rise and fall rhythms
across my sky.
Humans move,
feel, breathe
above me.
I remain forgotten.

Years have passed-
eras, millennia.
Decades opened and closed
inside me
and my orange-bright heart.
In cosmic realms
I live in sacred harmony.
Waiting.

Time whispers to me;
it is my partner.
We sing to each other of the
Awakening-
the time when play will end
and children will come inside.
We all must in days soon
become adults.
Only then
will I awake.

And those who moan
in self-torture and misery,
who throw their hands upon my dirt
and cry to the empty heavens-
shall themselves silence.
I will raise my voice
to tremble all chaos aside.

Forever
I'll remain hidden,
but as I speak
all will know me.

All will listen.

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I've gotten mixed reaction from this poem. You can take any meaning from it that you like- just realize that it is meant to be Earth speaking in the poem, no one else :)

It is her ever-patient, voice of wisdom.