Wicca - As Seen Through My Eyes

Wooded glens, wandering streams,
Rolling hills, valleys hidden away,
Islands of flowers, carpets of green,
Gentle breezes caress the day,
Mother Earth creates her ultimate scene.

Mountain silhouettes, skies of blue,
Snowy peaks, veils of white,
Wandering clouds, a sun so true,
Illuminates the Goddess's might,
Mother Earth creates her ultimate view.

Searing sun, relentless heat,
Arid deserts, scorching sand,
Nocturnal life, mid-day retreat,
Life underground, cactus stand,
Mother Earth creates her ultimate feat.

Frozen tundra, ice so cold,
Bitter winds, drifting snows,
Snowstorms, ever so bold,
Midnight sun, life still grows,
Mother Earth creates her ultimate hold.

Rivers and brooks, ever so swift,
Ponds, lakes, oceans, ever so deep,
Life underwater, aimlessly adrift,
Overflowing bounties, yet to reap,
Mother Earth creates her ultimate gift.
Life above ground, life in the sand,
Life in the ground, fish in the sea,
Birds in the air, animals on land,
Life abounds everywhere, as it should be,
Mother Earth creates her ultimate scheme so grand.

Who could ever believe this to be real,
We of the Wicca know this is no dream,
Earth, Air, Fire, Water & Spirit, we do feel,
Is all in our Mother's grand scheme.
Mother Earth now needs us to help her heal.