For I am old and wise 

Years of life I’ve seen

Nurtured my precious children

And natures finest green

Imagined a life around nature

My garden a haven for bees

With pollinator flowers

And wonderful life giving trees

What is my sense of purpose?

My mission in this world

Have I drifted from a career of healing

To a desire to save the world

To protect our Pachamama

Our dearest Mother Earth

To hold her very tightly

For she is our very worth

Her beauty is unbounded

I listen to the sounds

Of birds singing in the hedgerows

And worms exploring underground

As the seasons change

And the sun sets too soon

And tides ebb and flow

I’m in tune with the moon

What more do I want?

Love for each other

Make love not war

Look after your brother

Close your eyes

Sit under a tree

And imagine a life

Where you are set free

To worship the air we breathe

The soil beneath our feet

And see our magical existence