Oh this made me hold my breath!

September 23, 2014 at 9:49 PM

smiles.. that gives mother earth a whole new meaning and dimension

September 23, 2014 at 10:31 PM

Oh I love how you have expressed so much in a compact way. Beautiful!! :)

September 23, 2014 at 11:36 PM

Ah! the mother earth she is the one who nurtures us:)

September 24, 2014 at 12:47 AM

yes, it is a bit of something like that...the rebirth, out of the earth...is not easy....

September 24, 2014 at 5:54 AM

Rebirth.. yes I would love that sense of freedom...

September 24, 2014 at 6:13 AM

Oh yes, we all do eventually return to earth, our 'mother' indeed.

September 24, 2014 at 6:33 AM

Born of dust, die of dust.

September 24, 2014 at 6:48 AM

says it well and short and sweet.. perfect... my first thought was Where is Bonnie? she would love that puddle

September 24, 2014 at 6:50 AM

I love the celebration of mother earth ~ Thanks for the lovely piece Gail ~

September 24, 2014 at 7:02 AM

this is lovely

September 24, 2014 at 7:39 AM

Beginnings, endings, and the beautiful in-between...

September 24, 2014 at 8:16 AM

Mother earth, who provides.

September 24, 2014 at 11:42 AM

beautiful write... if that photo could speak, it would say your words; this poem fits it perfectly :)

September 24, 2014 at 12:59 PM

and in between
those times
that made me laugh
and love

Oh, that speaks to me....

September 24, 2014 at 2:30 PM

Born, live and then die. Very prosaic and well written.

September 24, 2014 at 10:13 PM

Roots - they are so important. Beautiful poem.

September 25, 2014 at 9:14 AM

Your poem, so complementing this picture, made me think she had just burst through to the earth surface again after communing with Gaia in middle earth.
Tigerbrite

September 25, 2014 at 9:58 AM

Lovely poem!

September 25, 2014 at 11:10 AM