Who

Who are you?
Son or daughter, born out of time
to drift like dandelion seeds on the air.
Who are you?
Child of space and time,
daydreaming wanderer of immensity.
Who are you?
Bright flower of the morning,
that will shrivel by the afternoon.
Hear my quiet voice and know me.

Can you hear the wind?
It reaches every corner of the earth,
and yet it's only here alone.
Can you hear the wind?
It brings rain to dry places
and teases grass from the earth.
Can you hear the wind?
It sighs in the still hours
when the world has gone to sleep.
Hear my quiet voice and know me.

Do you love the earth?
It has been here all your days
and will outlast your very breath.
Do you love the earth?
It is all you've ever known
in all your peaceful years.
Do you love the earth?
One day it will end
and pass like all the rest.
Hear my quiet voice and know me.

Do you see the grass?
It feels so nice between your toes,
so green and very good.
Do you see the grass?
It grows between the cracks,
smoothing the rough edges.
Do you see the grass?
It covers the earth in green,
so delightful to look at.
Hear my quiet voice and know me.

Who are you?
Are you the whistling wind
that whirls across the sky?
Who are you?
Are you the ancient gentle earth
that supports each little creature?
Who are you?
Are you a single blade of grass
that cools a heated brain?
Hear my quiet voice and know me.

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(Photo credit: "Earth" from Kevin Gill on Flickr)