THE EARTH SPEAKS

She is a goddess, Gaia,

of beauty, wisdom and truth:

biologic facts making many kinds of

conscious lifeforms that grow, breathe, re-create

along with elements that endure,

sustain

as well as terms of balance, limits.

She is an inviolate warrior too.

There are points of no return;

the molten core itself cracks open;

 great plates shift,

 weather and water patterns reverse - the crust can liquify, collapse;

even so we assume the sun still sheds its photonic light,

keeping the dark at bay -

despite our depredations, greed and folly

the oxygen keeps flowing,

with fresh water from the skies,

the biosphere brim with sustenance.

 Yet, she, that gave us body-shape

and where, as 3D parts, we’ll return 

could shake us all off in an instant:

the contract she allows for us: 

to evolve experientially, 

stewarding the beauty,

 taking care of the Balance

with reverent science

and open minds and hearts -

which are largely betrayed by pride and fear,

but for rare avatars, exemplars.

The last chances are upon us -

to rise up, cohere, realize

the time is precious, Now;

not to merely save our puny skins

but to step up, stand tall

as individuals and as a species, participant, entire.

See the people come out en masse!

with their banners and flags

 at the risk of incarceration or worse.

It is all writ loud and clear - 

humanity at a mutational tipping point…