Mother Earth, S Message Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

It's that time of the year
When earth has to be ploughed
Prepared to be turned over,
and new seeds have to be sowed
It's part of its life
To bear this change
No matter how much pain
It entails to be endured.

Soon there will be monsoon rains
Trying their best to beat the heat
Helping Mother Earth to regain
It's faith
in what Almighty has preordained

Behind every pain, that we undergo
Is a thought out plan, for new saplings to grow
For each one of us is a fertile plain
That needs to be prepared
For the larger gain

And now every time my life gets insane
I know I have been chosen
Time for me to work
And forget to be a fallow land