Guarded Secret

Form: Pentastich

From the beginning of time
The fiery flames have burned in her belly
Flames that nurtured life
Beneath her robes of green lands and blue waters
Dwells the Mother of all.
Her history told in geology
Her mystery a guarded secret
Through countless days She has seen
The joys of life celebrated
Amid the pains of war.
In Her boundless beauty
Her wrath roars without mercy
She knows no compassion
Yet she consoles with Her bounty
Those who heed Her call
From the crystal top mountains
To hidden oceanic depths
Crowned by twinkling stars
Beneath the veil of summer clouds
In meadowsweet pastures Her children play


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