A gentle breath, and cities fall
With a flick of hair, houses fly
And a shift in weight makes countries drown.
One heartbeat, and night turns to day
With a small smile, mountains move
And a loving kiss makes all clouds part.
She eternally gives, and we have always taken
An endless cradle, we flourish
And goodness and splendor makes her own crown.
-Mother Earth
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Muse
PoetryCollection of poems and thoughts - from late nights and early mornings. Wassily Kandinsky - Untitled, 1921
