My earth, our earth-A prayer

My earth, our earth.-A prayer

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Just words.


My earth, our earth–A prayer


Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day.
Thank you for the gifts of open and free valleys, the towering mountain ranges.

Thank you for allowing me to swim in the Great lakes and the powerful sea.
You are a timeless beauty who many have forgotten.


The Pacific

Kind Nature, you give us water to drink, to nurture our body.
You allowed the fruit and vegetables to grow to keep us strong and alive.
The flowers and trees create  oxygen for us to be able to breathe and live.

Dear Goddess. Many of us have not forgotten you. We look to the sky and
we pray to the hate and the greed of man to wake-up. Be kind to you.

Thank you for the warmth of the sun, the feel of dancing waves on our feet and
the opportunity to flourish in the joy and the happiness of the new day.

I look to the sky daily and touch the old trees near. I thank them for the gifts shared.
One day man may learn. Us and nature are brothers and sisters. Nature is alive, a part of us.
John Castellenas/Coyote