Mother earth

Gives birth,

Brings life

Creates this unique art.

Colors motions

Sounds and songs

Expressions and emotions –

Nowhere else in the Universe

Seen or heard.

Small but powerful

She knows how to rule

With her unique gifts, qualities,

And so far

She is the only one

With such abilities.

She lets her children

Walk around and play

On her chest,

She lets them spread,

Remains in charge

But lets them disperse.

They make mistakes

Cause a mess

Bring her distress.

But she does not abandon

She holds on

Tries to teach them lessons.

She knows how to nourish

And lets them flourish,

She knows how to comfort

But also knows how to unleash

Her wrath, the punishment –

Storms cyclones

Violent winds and oceans

Lightning and thunder –

Makes her children wonder

What did they do

To cause such anger.

Her process of mixing and matching

Reshuffling and recycling

Is what keeps

The flow of life going.

Only she knows the trick

Which no other object or creation

Has been able to come up with

Or beat.

Children of her own

Have expressed and shown

Their doubts.

They looked deep and hard

In many other locations

But failed in their search,

Making and keeping her

As the only true and real

Queen of the Universe.