Poem: My name is Earth part 4

My dearest children

Please see me as your mother

By your spiritual eyes

My dearest children

From me comes all the activities

Of the world

I am your platform

For birth and death

I care for you so much

That what you dig from me

You make the puzzle of life

You make the puzzle of meaning

But I take everything back

From my children

Sharing and giving starts from me

You suckle on my breasts

Open your spiritual eyes

I am proud to be your mother

Like bees 

Make honey out of me

Every child is mine

So every child is yours

You have my share everyday

I need your share everyday

Don't hurt any of my babies

I need your help

I am thirsty for this love

For all my children

I am proud to be your mother