I used to feel your strength a long time ago.
It used to make me feel so alive and vibrant.
Now I feel you weakening and struggling.
You have taken so much abuse . . .
So much pollution.
So much violence.
So much ignorance.
I am surprised you have stood this long.
Maybe you are stronger than I have realized.
Stay strong, Mother.
Don't give up.
At least not yet.
It is not the time.