Mama Tierra

I hold the galaxies in my skin, 

Freckled stardust among a web of veins, 

I am the beauty of virtue not sin, 

The Universe is my name. 

The wind speaks through my bones, 

The mountain faces mouth me signs, 

Each freedom moment and glacial groan, 

Sings, 'I'm so lucky to be alive!'

There's a branch pointing the way for me, 

There's the start of the rains in the air, 

I thank each footstep placed carefully, 

I thank Pachamama for caring. 

The ice builds numb in my face, 

I duck for cover, she throws her gales, 

Stumble up exhausted, looking for safety, 

My breath coming out in wails. 

She is relentless and so beautifullly cruel, 

As I fall down her mountains I smile, 

I thank her so much I feel like a fool, 

You see, she let me live for a while. 

So i slide, knee deep in her earth, 

The snow soaking my socks and my shoes, 

Finally falling off the edge of this southern world, 

Screaming, 'fuck yes, I cant lose!!'.

The glacier grins at me rubbing her hands, 

Clapping thunder over waterfall grey, 

I salute her as I rise myself to stand, 

Completely dissolving myself in the day. 

Rock gossips running under my feet, 

A forced reckoning with fear, with fate, 

Your lessons, Mother Earth, so painfully steep, 

Leaving me in an enlightened state.