Our Mother's Land

The waking sun radiates upon the emerald leaves wavering in the breezy, glacial air as the flaxen sun emerges gloriously above his vaporous, alabaster throne like a king, sharing his vitalizing light upon the obliged verdant grass. The multicoloured birds soar through the clouds like fighter jets and land softly and blissfully on the blooming, velvety coats of the ancient, gargantuan trees. The beautifully petaled flowers bloom from the energy from the lifegiving sun as all creatures large or small, strong or weak work in harmony under the miraculous care of our Mother. At the end of the day of the sun's daylight shift, the moon takes charge of the light but one thing remains certain, our mother is always there looking out for plants, animals and especially us. No matter what never doubt your faith in her protection.