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If we turn from Life
We have only Death
From the minute we humans started building
Fires to cook our food
We have been aware that we must revere the source of our lives
And all life on this planet
And we have named that source
"Mother of Life"
She is kind
Sometimes cruel
Always indifferent to sacrifice
Except for those who came in their time
Fertility rites
The celebration of birth, of the new year
Thanks for the harvest
But she is capricious and aloof
Her manifestations
Serene
Ferocious
Willful
Cruel
Wise
Lustful
Mysterious
Wanton
Loyal
Scheming
Jealous
Cool
Greedy
Dreaming
She responds to arrogance by withholding her favors
And sometimes by destruction
Her weapons are overwhelming
Myriad
Awesome
Winds
Water
Lightning
Fire
Ice
Heat
Earthquake
And Tidalwave
If we worship and revere male gods
We ignore Gaia's ultimate power over us
Turn from the Goddess of Life
And there is only Death
Turn form the Mother of Life
And there is only Death
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