Once the depth of the earth spring rules,
Creation flows lulling life growing in gloom.

Softly lying there in slumber sweetly bestowed,
A spiritual being in their safe and loving abode.

Ages past, the brilliant beings becoming vain,
Light drains, drips like cruel toxic acid rain.

Evil's pendulum almost tolling the twelfth hour,
Severed now maternal connection, oh ego's power.

Time of innocence revered amongst grateful ones,
She preserves life, a sacred tree amidst pure sons.

Protectors, those left and in the Mother's favor,
Awaken the souls to our origin, then we save her.

I dreamt of a world in its time of purity,
Without corruption, the touch of obscurity.

Everything and everyone in balance, bliss harmony,
Lions lay with meek lambs, eco justice, not money.