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.