Gaea my Mother

lightning flashes
illuminating the sky far to the south
but no thunder rolls
as I sit in my small room
all quiet and listening
as the summer rain talks to me.

I think of the rain
which slakes the thirst
of Gaea my Mother
and know that
for now
I have no place out there.

I wait for my Mother
to call to me
and invite me to join Her -
find a place and lay down with Her -
pure and sinless.

I will embrace my Gaea
my Mother Earth
as she cleanses me
and soothes my broken heart.



15 June 1996