What we do is critical

This was a piece I did as my earth friendly child I was in my past. So bear down with the wording of my youth, my passion.

Wonder how the water flows? Steady and peaceful. Clear and determined. Not raging unless destined to be angry. Torn by humans. Ripping mother earth once again.

Can we not hear the cries as we steal the air? Suffocate the earth? Dry up the water? Spill toxins all over. Why do we dare complain? Say we are innocent. I know I am not. Destined to be here. Clear, never frozen just in a long pause. How can I make you understand.

My time is critical. Limited for those who desire to break, to shred me. I wish never to show my anger. My fumes to spark a fire. Want life to be peaceful. To finally make sense. Life's quirky laughs to echo deep within me. To ripple like the wind on the water.

Destiny hold me here. She whispers
her words. Places me on standby just as you did. She says are you worth it? Or more? Claim who you are. Make the wind bend for you.

Make the earth shake in awareness. Proud of who you have become. Never back down. Caress your memories and learn all that life is planning. Be ready and alert. Challenges are rising. I am always here to back you up. Never forget!

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