Eyes that look upon the iridescent,
Mine eyes that rush with his lunar flowing.
I look upon them in astonishment
Children of mine, the spawn of adornment.
I look upon my earth and my children in sorrow,
Shielding the eyes from the pain until to’morrow.
She is Gaia and she is me.
Queen of earth and mother of all cosmos:
She awoke in the mist beside a lake.
Her hair like honey, sweet angel of no mistake.
Dear Gaia arose, with her skin azure and ashen,
She pranced through the obscure, whose silence would not break.
But oh! What harmonic melodies arose
With each touch of thy maiden’s immaculate toes.
A ghostly goddess erupted the stillness of the night,
Her silhouette so thin, her breast so broad.
Come hither, Uranus, with your starry sky so flawed.
Earth and sea. Sky and stars. Gaia’s union of love so filled with delight.
From hence she etched her pristine beauty into his ore.
And her children withdrew, sweet Gaia of Earth retired to her shore.