Lament of Gaia

It was Springtime

   and you were a child in my forests

        in awe at the splendor of the towering trees

I gave you rainbows to smile at after the storm

   and butterflies when you slipped and fell down

       a whole garden of friends in all shapes and sizes

with feathers, and fur

     scales and claw

      so much for you to love

            and to love you

I sob now

  those forests are torn down 

      and tears of acid raining on dead ground

You have grown away from me

   slipping into a treeless realm

where my soft sunlight cannot reach you

  I sing to you on the evening breeze

but you have built walls to shut me out

     and discord has entered the lands

In this,

  the autumn of my being

   the colors are fading fast

I am wilting,

   dying

my meadows are silent

   empty

but for your ghosts walking the dreams

  of happy summertimes

My waters are poisoned

      shadowed and grey

  the merry ones do not leap and dive

all is empty and dead

 choking in plastic

   and foul green slime

vomited up by your industries into my once crystal clear rivers

Will nobody save me?

Where is my Love

  in this twilight of my story

     where on Earth do You linger

  

     My heart?

Do you lie dreaming on the tides of yesteryear

    locked in a  happier embrace with me?

       are you lost in what could have been

have you seen

what they are doing to Me?

Awaken!

    Night draws near

cloudy and cold

  I have need of you

Hold up your sword

   and fight the good fight

defend your non-human brethren

as I gave you my flesh and fruit

 my Sweet

   as I sheltered you

now awaken the Son within

   to shelter them

or else

   I am lost

I will sink back on these dead petals in despair

     and winter will come

but this time it will not give way to spring

    No, I will become ice

you will not know me

   and then I will crack

      torn apart by the lack of You

as my heart is tearing now

   I will be no more

     not even a whisper

for no voices will be left to sing of me

you will be gone

  abandoned your form

      perhaps found a new heart

All will be dead

      lost

my beauty forgotten

Or shall I erupt in wrath as a woman scorned

    lash out in rage

        great burning rivers of gold

pour down with ash and mud

    until I have covered every last sign of you

        the mockery you have built

these monuments to your vanity

     towering high

they will crash and crumble

    back into dust

You have ripped away my forests

torn the heart out of my body

    consuming all

leaving nothing for your animal family

the beautiful fabric I weaved for you

was full of life and joy

    now it is rent with bloodstained gaping holes

the horror

    the despair

         seeping

slowly covering all

   is almost too much to bear

Come back to me

   come back to me

come dance again in my fields and flowers

   bring your harps

      your words

and love me with music in the moonlit hours

it is nigh midnight

   we’re on the brink

you and I

   shall we go plummeting down

or soaring up high

to a new way of being

  here

   in love

together again

it is possible

   if you could learn to share

     and care

harming none

  if you could just realise that

       All is One

Christine Jordaan (2013)

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