PRAISE FOR OUR MOTHER

The Mother Earth is so fragile. She is a tiny satellite spinning through the vastness of space and little do we think about the incredible journey we are all on. We are a part of her.

We humans spend so much time fighting and arguing with each other that we miss the beauty of the ride. We forget to look up at the night sky and we lose sight of the magic of the moment.

Our little planet is over-stressed, over-populated, over-polluted, and taken for granted. We seem to have a love-hate relationship with our mother ship. We say we want to protect her, to clean her up, but then we go on trashing her day after day.

We build space rockets so we can go find some other planet to extract resources from and colonize saying that this tired old home of ours is dieing and we've got to be rid of her. Some gratitude and respect that is.

What a wonder life is here on planet Earth. The colors, the smells, the tastes, the sheer beauty of this place.

How lucky we are to be here. How sad that we don't hardly even know it.