To you I speak through My Suffering

I am weeping.
My beautiful white ice caps
are melting.
My glaciers are calving,
their rending apart
a cry for help.

I am in pain.
My tears are flowing,
filling the oceans
with rising waters,
washing away islands,
flooding cities.

My body is aching.
The waters' warming
is destroying the fishes
and coral reefs
in their fathomless depths.

My body is aching,
pained with the relentlessness
of exploration and exploitation
of my inner riches,
and I convulse
with ever increasing tremors.

My body is aching
ravaged with hot flashes,
fiery burns
in many places.

you had been given
to live on,
to thrive,
to be nourished.

I offer myself,
my body,
when your time has come.
"To the Earth you shall return,
to become one with me... "

This rich, fecund body
given to you,
entrusted to you
for you to be good stewards
to all that lives,
human, animal
and plants alike
in all their beautiful diversity.

I summon
the wind,
the rain,
the sunshine
and the thunder
to speak to you,
to call to you:
make me whole,
so that your Earth Mother
and all life sheltering
on her magnificent body
shall be safe.

The Eleventh Hour has come and gone.