Earth was made to love
She was designed to cradle your head in her grasses
To warm your body and evaporate the tears on your cheeks with the sun
Her position makes your life possible
She was meant to be there to cool you off with midnight rain after you forgot what it felt like to be human
Her clouds were meant to shade you
let a few rays of light peak through
To darken the freckles on your cheeks
Her forests grew for you to explore
The stones on the path to be picked up and added to your jar
The sand to stick between your toes to remind you when you got home “hey, I’m still here”
The greatest tragedy is that we forget that she was made to love, and we were made to receive it
Jan 9, 2022
Jan 9, 2022 at 3:55 PM UTC
Earth was made to love
She was designed to cradle your head in her grasses
To warm your body and evaporate the tears on your cheeks with the sun
Her position makes your life possible
She was meant to be there to cool you off with midnight rain after you forgot what it felt like to be human
Her clouds were meant to shade you
let a few rays of light peak through
To darken the freckles on your cheeks
Her forests grew for you to explore
The stones on the path to be picked up and added to your jar
The sand to stick between your toes to remind you when you got home “hey, I’m still here”
The greatest tragedy is that we forget that she was made to love, and we were made to receive it
