earths children in the vallies ☆**

The earth holds me

As I travel by train through the vallies

She warms my shoulders and my chest and my chin

And when I sleep through the vallies i am her child

That is what I feel from within

A child being brought home again

And she tells me we are all children

For she is ancient, she is old, she is wise and she is a god

That we forgot to take care of,

For when she is sick we are sick

But all children should have a guardian

So she never holds anger or remorse, 

She gives you beautiful pebbles in hand and ladybugs and sun 

As I look at the moss and patches of snow, and small wooden houses with a glimt in my eye

She tells me we are all children

A flickering light all the same

From the day we are born and to the day we go

Fragile like the heartbeat of a bird

Holding hands and sleeping softly under the moon

We are children all the same, 

in our soul there is still that curious fragment of who we have been 

And now grown

Still that search

For home