Oh, Mother Earth, On Your Day Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

Earth,
Mother Earth
In the big cosmic space
She is just a drop
Of about 7900 miles dia
Solidified on the surface
Still holding a lot
Molten hot lava within

She has been making this clear to us
By a number of ways
And this time she is so revengeful
That entire North Europe is facing her wrath

Let us not examine
When this droplet
Got separated from
Its origin
Though scientists puts the earth as
4.54 billion years old

But, let us celebrate her birthday
Today, the 22nd April

She is supporter of
Everything that stands upon her
And every thing thriving beneath
Either living or non-living
Mobile or immobile
No one knows for precise
The entire life support systems she is housing
All depend on her not only for a basic living
But also for other luxuries
She helps them grow, get aged and decay
Everything goes back to her
Only to come up again in a new mould

She gives birth to everything
She nourishes them
She has been supplying all that we need
And our demand keeps increasing every second
As we bring into use new devices and facilities
We are also discovering new things beneath the surface
And held within her
That can be of use to us

We term those, who cannot use the down under resources
Under-developed
We take pride and credit
For having consumed more and more of these
Un-replenishable resources

Will she be able to sustain this supply for any long

We need to understand
That we can sustain this growth and development
Only if we help mother earth
Keep supplying all the resources
Which we are putting to use right, left, top and bottom

On this day let us resolve
To make effective use of the resources drawn from earth
And to do everything possible
To restrict unmindful indulgence

Oh, mother earth
We stand before you humbled
We have no words to thank you
As we cannot fittingly express it
For all the good things you have been supplying

We bow before your immense tolerance
To all the thoughtless misdeeds
We have been doing

We pray that you soon cool down
As millions are under stress
Because of your Iceland outburst

As a kind mother
You help us understand means
And implement them to
Gainfully replenish you
So that you can support
All living systems
Above and beneath your surface
For millenniums ahead