Millions of years since you were born my home.
To bear a great weight upon your shoulders.
You bloomed like a flower in the summer time.
Drawing the eyes of hundreds of bees and butterflies, who drink the honey to live their lives.
We were the little bees who drank your honey.
We are your children till the end of time.
We will be there till twelve o’clock towards the end of the day.
You didn’t shoo us away like the others, you let us enjoy your honey.
You created us land to live.
You gave us water to drink.
You let us enjoy your feast.
You worked your organs to death for us, for us mother Earth for us.
You have mountains, rivers, lakes, valleys and streams.
You made astronauts gasp from the moon.
We enjoyed the feast but we didn’t clean the dish.
You were the only bright flower among a field of dead flowers.
But I love you Mother Earth!
– Chanura Ratnayake
