hey it is raining here too, so lets write about it?

mother earth

that soft pillow of her thighs
that distant rumble of silky sky’s
wet the earth that soaks it in
that passionate kiss of the turbulent wind

drench to quench, life needs your tears
you give and give, for countless years
nature is not always a kind mother
but her love is as pure as no other

cradled here in her caring embrace
that precious gem, blue-green emerald face
dancing in the grip of apollos glare that would consume
her magnetic halo gives life a chance to bloom