This is just to say…
Thank you, Earth
that held tight trees
bent to their knees
in hurricane winds and
that imprints time itself
on gorges, stone and shelf,
in the language of fossil hieroglyphics.
Thank you, Stones
that, in stillness, filter clean
water in openings between
tiny stones and soil
yet still cup oceans and rivers,
reflect clouds in shining slivers,
and remember dinosaurs and glaciers.
Thank you, Soil
that warms bulbs and seeds
of flowers, trees and weeds
through the long, white winter
and mothers green shoots
gently soothes new roots
with tender hands, black, moist and fragrant.
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: October 6, 2016 is UK National Poetry Day, and I am happy to chime in from across the Pond. If you have a message to the Earth or for any of its creatures, feel free to add your voice.