In starling slang and weasel one liners, in
leaf dreams and lichen tales, in storm shout
and moth whispers, I hear the Earth speak.
I've got you, you beautiful, fragile, crazy human.
Did you forget how solid I am?
Anchor yourself in me with fearless roots
that bring stillness to the storm.
Deeper, wilder, more enormous than you can
ever know.
I can't be shrunk to suit your meagre understanding
of my immensity.
Sun speckler, seed flinger, human whisperer
Roots singer, wisdom keeper
Continent shaker
Heart forger, human maker, breath taker
Word spouter, beauty eater, wall builder
Meanwhile our Majesty, all everywhere and everything, in rain drop and lily and twilight,
kept faithful to her call, keep things simple.
Out here you can unthink yourself, just be,
put on your old clothes of rain and crows feathers,
and chase the light over the fields all day long.
Watch the snails eyes unfold. 
How it relishes each leaf.
Feet unleased in the ground beneath.
I learned to trust my bare feet, curled toes
around mossy roots under sea, stretch until
sand, skin, water, wind all became one thing.
As I walked the forest path, 
she offered up five beautiful stones,
to remind me our world is built from her bones.
Woodland air keeps me awake, it’s pitch
black all the way back. I don’t touch the breaks.
If it’s time passing, not you and I, then
why does it feel like you are passing up on me?
And I see you and I hold you
I so missed being held, nature lovingly wrapped
herself tightly around me
The Earth said to me 'Get into bed' and cradled 
me in green grass...
bursting through the cracks in the pavement,
popping up between the railings.
Joy hunter, starlight gifter, solace deliver,
low mood shifter, moon sister.
Tree rootser, anthesis of lullaby, singing
blood back into me veins, marrow back into my bones,
strength back into my soul, 
singing me awake.
We are not living in nature. 
We are living nature.
Come home.
When naked that ice cold river, shakes me
awake and shows me the way.
You're not a parasite you’re my child,
just help me clean up
and somehow she sounded like my mum.
You are safer than you think. 
You are part of every living thing.
Come home to yourself, that you might fully
come home to me.
What if we can't save the Earth?
But in trying we might realise, 
the Earth can save us.
