Swollen and aching,

From this pain inside,

This gift is magical,

Growing and developing from deep within,

Getting bigger,

And stirng things up,

Pulling on to whatever it can,

Before the big day arrives

Conjering mountains,

Planting seeds for big apple trees,

Walking and sleeping,

With this heavy load day by day,

Mother reveals herself, 

Big and round like a brand new moon,

The moment is here,

She screams so loud that trees began to tremble,

Silence at last,

Here lies a new nation that will thrive on,

Swollen and acing,

From that pain inside,

She gave to us something we could never give back,

The life we have within,

The air we breath,

And our unconditional love,

God,

God is my mother Earth