Treat the earth well.
It was not given to you by your parents,
it was loaned to you by your children.
We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors,
we borrow it from our Children.
~ Ancient Indian Proverb ~
Bravo Nenon on Save Mother Earth. So true if we cut trees down, nothing will be left to call earth cause all have vanished.
A Poem by Aditi
9 Years Old
Andhra Pradesh, India
When the world came to being
mammals' trace was not seen
then formed trees, oceans, rivers and seas,
which now everyone comes to see.
The human generation was born
from a troop of monkeys at dawn
cutting trees and consuming all seas,
makes the world die including fleas.
If we don't change our wasteful habits,
the earth's feelings will change,
and life will perish in range,
and so the atmosphere will burst,
thus all of us will get cursed.
So save mother earth! Save mother earth!
Bravo Les, Bravo.......!
As a Native American my connection with our Mother is all important to me. I strive every day to respect, honor and walk gently on her and honor all of her children. This video shows our relationaship with her during the time of winter.
Hi Nenon, take your time. It's well worth it. Bear Hugs back at you. Squeeeeeeeze!
Great, Sis. i liked the topic. I'm just a little behind, and have to catch up. Hugs
This is a great poem for people who have allergies but such a wonderful poem.
here we share about mother what your experinced with her
how you feel her
how she react with you
you found the other experienced with her
etc...
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Ode to Mother Earth
Thank you for the flowers and the trees
And the air that we breathe
The birds and the bees
And the pollen that we sneeze
The salt of the sea
And the swell of the waves
The ocean breeze
The song of the whales
The rustle of the leaves
And the soil beneath our toes
For the plants that we sow
And the vegetables we grow
For the animals that graze
In the fields and on the hills
For the beauty of the landscape
With the myriad of sights
That restores and revives us
From our daily trials and plights
For the glory of a sunset
Before dark stillness of the night
And the renewal of the dawn
With the first ray of light
For the rainbow in the sun shower
With its glistening crystal beams
Bringing energizing ions
To spark new life and dreams
For the fresh and misty morn
And the dewdrops on the grass
For spider webs that shimmer
Draped like angels lace on glass
For mountains we can climb
To test our verve and strength
For places to feel sublime
We retreat to for a rest
For the shelter of the caves
And the waterfalls that surge
For all the sacred spaces
Like the forests and the streams
Where we join in harmony
With your loving gentle being
For the sweetness of birdsong that pleasures our ears
For the croak of the frogs and buzzing insect sounds
That warns of lightening and thunder rumbling
And buckets of raindrops tumbling down to the ground
For sweetness and freshness of life giving nectar
To cool and quench and splash on our bodies to drench
For the icy kiss of winter
With the fresh fall of snow
And the warmth of the fire we can sit by and sew
For the kinship and friendship that nurtures our souls
And for the all spirits that combine to make us whole
For the glow of the moon
And the stars shining at night
Expanding our wonder and flooding our dreams
With endless eternal heavenly light
For the sunshine that floods us
Creating food for our beings
For the forces that surround us, seen and unseen
For the flowers perfume that lift our gloom
For the chance to wake yet another day
To share our cares and joyfully play
In this blissful place
We call Planet Earth
Now ask yourself
What is that worth?
© Julie Stuart
12am Thursday 31st December 2009
