The Earth’s Tribulations

The Earth’s Tribulations

For years, priceless treasures which I had nurture
The abode of all mortals from giant to miniature
Flowing through mystic waters or floating on silent seas
Buried in ice sheets or painted on coral reefs

Generosity of my heart was for all to discover
This ground my soul and the sky my lover
The embellishments of which held my gaze
But slowly, my vision clouded by foggy haze

My soul heated, eyes shed mordant tears
Bounties embraced but disregarded were my fears
Swaths of my belly devoured to ashes
Of deers or koalas, or pines or bushes all reduced to carcasses

I wished to share all which in me had contain
There was more than every being could sustain
So much has gone without even revelations
My guardians were the cause of my trials and tribulations

Now I lay tired, close to death
Leaving the testimony of my last breath
For those who will survive, 
To what end these ruins can you revive? 
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