Gaia

The glowing rays of our best friend and enemy

settle on her ---

and she soaks up the energy.

Without hesitation, she sends it through her disciples...

Up through twisted feet, knotty torsos,

and green-foliaged faces.

The beauty emanates through the thick air ---

leaving traces of its wanton fruitfulness

for others to taste.

She falls into a tranquil state then,

and feels the joy from those she has pleased.

Slowly, the thickness dissipates, and is replaced

by a cool, crisp blanket.

It wraps her --- and allows her temporary rest....

16 April 1992

**inspired by John Keats' "To Autumn"

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