DAWN

Breaking thru the stormy night
I hear a mournful cry
The rain upon my cheeks I take
For teardrops from the sky

Our Mother Earth is crying
And it causes me to fear
All we've done here in the past
Has brought her death so near

But then I hear another sound
Beneath the pounding rain
Realization dawns now as
The sun comes out again

For this is not the sound of death
'Tis not the sound of fear
I listen to her laughter knowing
It was always here

Those other feelings were my own
Projected on the earth
It was my mind and attitudes
That gave these things their birth

Since they're mine then I can change
And dry my tearful eyes
Now I know for certain that
My Mother never cries

~September 21, 1990