The Earth
April 21, 2021 · By Shay Cullen
The Earth
Shay CullenI sit and watch the gentle tide roll to the pebble beach
and listen for that swoosh as the foamy white rushes on the sand
I wonder why it’s there and I am too.
For the endless days pass in semi-isolation,
as I walk alone on grassy shores and dunes,
and with all of things, in gravity I am one.Then to the forest to thread on twigs and moss,
I walk the soft earth of fallen leaves,
The energy of death and life renewed.
Time to look and see and hear and take the smell of nature’s perfume,
draw a breath and be with nature wild.So much more to hold a leaf and rub its silky skin, and hold it to the sun
there see a web of veins that takes the sun and stores the juice of life itself.What wonders come with night where a billion suns through countless light years
came for us to see and stand in awe of the universe we know.
The planets so many yet unknown and our tiny speck of blue in a galaxy
so vast my mind cannot comprehend and struggles to believe
the Universe through us, the conscious mind, itself does contemplate.
