Gaian theory sees the Earth as a living organism. Followers typically approach the philosophy with the perspective that you should honour the Earth, reduce or soften the human impact on the earth, and be respectful of all life on earth. I was prompted to write this poem recently by a beautiful "blue" day followed by a miserable misty grey one. I felt that the Earth was crying...
Yesterday you were beautiful
Blue and sparking
With yellow flowers on your green skirts.
Today you are grey, mysterious
Damp and cold
Hiding your face. Why? Why? Why?
I can still be lovely
But may with-hold my favours.
When I see my beauty marred
I cry and cry and cry
My tears cohere
And wash the ordure from my face,
And maybe more.
When I sense the pungent smoke
I breathe and breathe and breathe
And my breath coheres
And sweeps away the harmful fumes
And maybe more.
When I feel my skin is pierced
I shake and shake and shake
And my shaking builds
And wrecks the ugly scars that mar my flesh,
And maybe more.
I cry, I breathe, I shake, I live.
When I am angry, I am wild
And flood and break and dash
Away what irks.
Love me, treat me kind
And you will reap the bounty
Of my Nature.
Fran Barker