A Valentine to the Earth

Earth, heart, tear, art, breath, bear

“The aching joys, the dizzying raptures

The still, sad music of humanity”

I steal words from Wordsworth because I see the worth of the words

But he had it wrong

The music of humanity isn’t still or sad

It’s a chant calling forth wisdom

From the earth and all the art within her

The hearts of warriors and poets past

Bear witness to flames fueled by tears

Of the fabric of us

Shreds of our dignity and power eroded


Art is the heartbeat of the earth

The breath that makes life worth living

People worth loving

Days worth celebrating, even the bad ones

Because they too show us we can feel

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