What an interesting image to work with this week Hélène.
I listen to the howling wind,
Trees sway and dip their limbs
In waters blue and cool,
The essence of life and giving.
Greed and malice raise their heads,
Destruction to take what is not theirs,
The future is not bright,
Harmony is lost and replaced by discord.
I cry tears of sorrow and despair,
My children have lost their way.
The valleys and forest lay barren,
The world is flanked by darkness.
The sun is weakened by foolishness,
The time will soon come to try again:
I am the Mother of all things,
Love, laughter, folly, and pain.