Mother Earth

  • Truth

    I am drinking night-time tea, writing, as if to write to a lover of feelings yet to be spoken. I’ve been in the garden today. I sometimes wish my Nan was still alive so I could ask her: ‘Is this… Continue reading

  • Wildflowers

    I must remind myself: the wildflowers will wait. Continue reading

  • Nature

    I sat beside the river and smiled. It seemed a little funny to me that us humans believe we are the stars of this Earth show and that nature is here for us, rather than with us. What if we… Continue reading

  • Sky Tears

    Today there is a deep sadness in the rain. I feel it in my belly, and I ask it to be kind to those who feel the pain of the sky when it cries. Continue reading

  • Rain

    Maybe this whole time instead of running away from the rain we should have been running into it asking it questions, like: ‘If you can feed the green under my feet— what is it, rain, that you can do for me?’ Continue reading