Dear kindness Mother, there is still much to discover. How the sky arrives to us in big puffy masses? How humanity has assumed, humans would always be at the top of the food chain.
now something is eating us. Or was it always. So we ask: How safe are our mask? How did it happened? How careless were we not to recognized?
but there in another instant, as the morning dew, replenishes- ancient- Mother. Too my surprise! I saw faith in a beautiful world, once so far apart. Once too distant to notice, a full sweeping-wind. Too busy to care about the smell the of marigolds or watch a daisy spin.
Dotted I’s. me- me-me and mine. A worldly -worlds’ consuming…
And now I see, a pulling together. Imam’s, Priests, Pastors, Rabbi, Master’s, Bishops,Pope, Witch doctors, Sky-Mother, Guru’s, Druids, and even those to sacred to tell.
Praying for healing blessing Mother Earth to be Well.