Its How the Creator Romances the Earth…
Beauty of Nature anthem my heart,
Music of soul playing its part.
Kissing her tips so tenderly,
He descends so demurely.
For he is the cloud kissing mountain tips,
As he decends he parts his lips.
Settles on her to create a white dust,
Moving gently to create the trust.
Then like feathers he dusts her soul,
Till she is white and covered and whole.
Together they blend in sparkling synergy,
Glistening in sun, the ball of energy.
Like diamonds resplendent reflecting in eye,
Melting slowly to produce a cry.
Making flow descending from higher ground,
With ice cold velocity and deafening sound.
Joins to the river that flows away,
Reflecting the sun at break of day.
Flows to the sea the heart of the sun,
The flow into vastness in hope to be one.
The Golden disc kisses her heart,
Orangish hue to hearld day start.
Shining shimmering, respendlent secure,
She has become the Immortal future.
With Copper colour discs hitting unmade glass,
Gently lightening to greenish blue, a different class.
With white lace moving back and forth,
Riot brown residues thrown out in froth.
Helms of the skirt that leaves a trail,
Like a downturned umbrella, lined so frail.
She walks on zircons creating small shallow lakes,
Trapping reminents of Sun’s heart, making salt-cakes.
White impurified crystals dried by sun,
Collected by mortals to taste and burn.
Green Emeralds beautiful nature’s green,
Life giving air that is so prestine.
That is his love for his Greatest of Love,
The One he watches from Up Above.
Gently he kisses her lips each morning,
Welcoming her explicitly to New Day dawning.
For that is the closest that he can be,
To his Queen, Mother Earth Beauty.
In shakes and waves he enthralls her,
She bursts to tears, he calms fear.
For they are forever in synergy,
Walking together with energy.
Playing their parts in differents worlds,
Anthems of respendence slowly unfurls.
By Anisha Achankunju (C) 5th July 2011