I Am Alive: A poem inspired by Mama Earth

As we prepare to honor celebrate Earth Day on Thursday, I wanted to share a poem inspired by our beautiful Mother Earth. These words came to me while walking through our favorite local park on a particularly tough day.

It became an incantation that lifted my spirits with each word I spoke and each step I took. Enjoy :)

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I am

alive,

like this forest.

I am

alive,

like this forest.

I am

alive,

like this forest.

I

breathe,

like this forest.

I breathe,

like this forest.

I breathe, like this forest.

I

cry,

like these crows.

I cry,

like these crows.

I cry like these crows.

I

move,

like this stream.

I move,

like this stream.

I move like this stream.

All of life moves through this forest.

All of life moves through me.

I am alive, like this forest

I am alive, like this forest.

I am alive, like this forest.

I am

alive,

in me.

I am

alive,

like this forest,

I vibrate like these leaves,

I emerge like this bud,

I decay like this stump.

I am alive like this forest,

for

the winds of life

move through me.

I am

alive,

like this forest

I am soft like dirt,

I am hard like rocks.

I am alive like this forest,

for the

breath of life

moves through me.

I am

alive.

I am

a l i v e.

I am

ALIVE.

I am

alive

like this forest,

I speak the same language as these trees.

I am

alive like this forest,

for Mother Earth has birthed me.

I am alive like this forest.

I breathe,

I cry,

I pause...

I am

alive

like this forest,

for the breath of

life

moves through me.

I am alive,

like this forest.

I am an ever infinite, multifaceted ecosystem,

ever-building and ever-destroying in my cells and in my soul.

I am

alive,

like this forest.

Even when still,

I breathe.

Even when silent,

I speak.

I am

alive,

like this forest.

I am alive,

like this forest.

I am alive like this forest,

for the

breath of life

moves through me.

I am

alive,

like this forest.

Storms may rage,

I may bend,

I may

b r e a k

and yet, I am

alive...

like this forest.

Rains will fall,

sun will shine, and

someday, I will die.

and still

I am

alive,

like this forest.