Gaia’s Return

When Earth says call me Gaia,
you know she means business.
She is changing, shifting
evolving into realms beyond realms.

Ready or not her mountain heart
and forest roots are rebelling.
Rivers and oceans crying
even her winds are dying.

Golden sunsets heal all wounds,
Midnight skies, her warm cocoon
Come dawn, new hope…new life
A clean slate, new age…new time.

~Christine Wichman c. June 26, 2020

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