Dear Earth,
As we sweep our feet on your soil
The dark brown soil, sometimes rusty or pitchy
The variety speaks for itself -
There is indeed unity in diversity.
You cradle us to a tranquil slumber
When we recline on you after hard toil;
You alleviate our pinching aches
While sustaining the whole human race.
When you are soggy after a downpour,
Creating puddles for croaking frogs
And children alike
For the sake of sheer merriment;
They reminisce us the paper boats
We often put to sail
To destinations obscure.
Lush green valleys on your bed
In stark contrast to parched broken lands;
The delicate stalk of Petunia
Pitted against the thorny stem of Cactus;
There is a wholeness of creation
In both beauty and ugliness.
Nourishing your dwellers selflessly
While your people are waging wars
In pursuit of momentary sovereignty.
Roots of saplings find paths through you,
You show the way to a wandering pilgrim.
You are our dear mother,
To you shall we merge;
Showering infinite love and care
Balancing the entirety in full dare.
From one of your inhabitants...
#The speciality of this poetry is that with every stanza one line is getting erased. This poem is my salutation to Mother Earth.
@ Nandini Sengupta
Fabulous and out of the world poetry