Mother Earth…
By
Amir Timur

Please peruse these words well,
And allow these words to sink into your heart,
From here on and here in you will be the reason
And never the end of what lies ahead sincerely,
Words to a human family that I consider my friends
Whereas I realize the value of life is not the things
We normally see but the intuitive mind that comprehends.

Many are suffering I as well from broken spirits
Broken homes and an economy that has its plights,
But the root of money evil it is said but without it,
We all become frustrated as a people sinking into oblivion.
But my words are not meant to correct such a plight,
This is a task that will be overcome quickly with insight…
For the words I share I strong and bold but can you understand?

The Earth is and always will be the source of all of our lives,
But yet the way we treat her has caused human strife…
Blood stain many battle fields while she still produces
Food for us to eat clothes for our person and drink when we are parched.
But radically we are tearing her heart with just shear madness
As we go in follies and misconceptions of what we are,
But yet a Creator found her dark and void and gave her light.

A love story of a Being that we shun with our arrogance,
He placed His hands upon her with love and affection,
Placing gardens of joy in every direction made the waters…
Calm and some deep but yet we as humans corrupt this destiny.
The sayings of old cast your bread on the water it will come back,
But the waters are filled with blood and sweat not to enhance her.
But in fact to take her apart the supreme womb that gave us life.

One day in your quiet time you should reflect as to your life,
Not your material gains and see that we have a common womb,
That we are from that longs for honor and grace she will give us,
Everything she has to be free from our harm her human family…
As you stand at a burial is it not said from ashes to ashes,
From dust to dust we shall be returned?
Into a womb of the earth back into her care.

The promise land that we all in our on way seek on a daily basis,
Is the very earth that we walk upon some in degradation some liberation,
But ask yourself what can we do?
We can start by understanding that the way to our salvation,
Came from the very Hands that found her dark and void and gave her light!
The Hands of a Beautiful Creator that gave us life after he breathed into Her Mother Earth,
We became a living soul can you not understand this is not a riddle or fable…

This is our ability to understand a Father that laid out a plan,
For the womb he found dark and void and gave her a human family,
No perversion here so critics be cautious for these are lesson not of despair.
Many call unto Him for guidance in these days and times,
For salvation so study your scriptures no matter your religion,
You will see that every word is filled with His usage of the earth,
Whether it be oceans animals trees or bees He is an Agricultural God,

That knows how to care for the one He found dark and void,
Read your scriptures again and again and see how He embraces,
Our salvation is there read your word and see the signs of a plan,
That encompasses how the human family tends to the land.
Surely a poet should be able to guide their readers to self worth…
There is no wonderment that our salvation will begin with Mother Earth.