Seven: Standing Still

Standing Still

Rainbows over the place she once stood,
Now deserted, empty, lost,
Grasping, holding, leaving, this place,
The space glowed white, a terrible lie,
Empty lost, the shadows from the forest of the soul,
Take over, man’s triumph over her,
Mother Earth, from her womb I once cried,
Return inside one more time,
The space glowed white, a terrible lie,
I never thought I would die,
Engulfed by her, I couldn’t try,
I felt the world, tumbling down,
All was lost, but then I found,
A small colorful glow came from her,
I began to cry, Her heart was true,
She stood there silently, awaiting my embrace,
It was time to go, but I couldn’t leave,
I saw her there, standing still.
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