I sing your praises sweet Gaia, sweet mother....
Your beauty takes my breath away
Your power astounds me
Sun sets on a horizon of deepening green
Mountains snowcapped turn to shadow
Trees provide life and shelter and oh so much more beauty
Deep blue waters
I join the wild ones, the swimming ones, the ones that run and the ones that fly
and sing of your beauty
I sing to you of my love and my gratitude
sweet Gaia, sweet mother
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