Nature’s Children

(Everyone is) Nature's Child, Margaret Mair, original art

(Everyone is) Nature’s Child, Margaret Mair, original art

 

Babies
Alone
In the darkness
Of the womb
Live
Not knowing
Their mother’s life
Sustains them;
We,
Born
Into day’s light,
Know not how
Our earth’s life
Sustains us.
Baby hears
The constant pulse
Of heart and blood
The distant harmonies
Of voice and language,
Rests in
Liquid warmth
And dark comfort
Knowing nothing else.
We hide
In the rumble and grumble
Of hard cities
Rough with concrete,
Glittering with glass,
Where lights
Shine like unnatural stars,
Where we cannot hear
Earth’s heart beat,
Nor feel
The pulse of her tides,
Nor be seared by
The volcanic heat
Within
Her deepest soul,
Preferring not to know
Our mother’s
Face.
But ultimately
We are all
Nature’s children.
 
 
Written by Margaret Mair
Painting, original art by Margaret Mair
 
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