The towering beings peacefully wave in the dance of wind,

as beautiful flying creatures sing a song the waters paint by swim.

The night is actively lit by lively organisms of heart,

species of complexity, respect since the start.

Art is life as death does sculpt, but humankind is killing my soul.

I speak a language known to all,

but human’s respond with noise not known to all.

I plea for mercy, wet my face with rain,

drowning my numerous eyes, they too feel the pain.

Ahead is unknown, but tomorrow comes again,

I dream of growth, evolution – for Earth is my name.

 

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