I send the oil back into Mother Earth,
she had it when she first gave birth.
She smiled and glowed at the thought of being restored…
She was so happy she was adored…
By all of Earth's children, plants, animals fish, and birds too,
mamals, insects and reptiles of green blue.
Now she felt robust,
Herself again through and through.
She was once again totally renewed.
Written by Suzanna Chevalier on Saturday, December 29,2012
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