Poem: Guardians of Earth

We are the guardians, fierce and true,
Bound to the Earth, in all we do.
The mountains rise, the oceans roar,
We stand as stewards, evermore.

The trees that reach to touch the sky,
The winds that whisper, low and shy,
The creatures roaming wild and free—
They are our charge, as we must be.

Beneath our feet, the soil runs deep,
A sacred trust that we must keep.
The rivers winding, the stars above,
They echo in us, a call of love.

Through fire’s blaze and storm’s fierce cry,
We stand, we bend, but never die.
For we are woven in the thread,
Of all that lives, and all that’s dead.

We guard the Earth, her heart, her soul,
With tender hands, we make her whole.
In every choice, we plant the seed,
In every act, we meet her need.

So let us rise, and rise again,
For Earth is ours, and we are kin.
Her guardians strong, with steady breath,
We walk beside her, life and death.

Thank-you reading.

Much Love and light.

Brenda Marie Fluharty