There's a soft breeze blowing in the air,
the leaves are rustling in answer to her call,
the birds are chirping in an harmonious form,
the serenity that you feel rising inside,
the way your heart wants to reach up to the sky,
is just the way we answer the call from nature,
No matter the pent up fury of her wrath,
which we have to face up and accept,
the propensity of her winds, waters and sand,
amaze, frighten and show us all,
in the only way that she can, how much we are hurting her!
for all the waste that we've left to breed,
and the spoils of the sea left afloat,
the corals and the reefs that are nowhere,
the stumps of the cut trees,
bearing the stamp of our cruelties,
So, my dear frieds, let's listen to Gaia, Mother Earth and let us give her respite from all our acts,
and let us together build a wonderful green earth once again!
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