Our Mother

reeferchief

let loose and lose control,
let the world take you on a journey,
through fields and moutain ranges
capped with snowy hats,
deserts of unrivaled orange/yellow sand,
baron but no wasteland,
as lifeforms grow
and adapt to their surroundings,
unto the sea,
the big velvet blue
untamed by no one,
answering only to it's self
our earth may be dying
but for now
it's beauty is still here for all to see
admire the spectacle
and do all you can
to keep her breathing.