And in her song the winds blow broadly,
whistling across trunks and limbs —
the force of nature, pushed forever forward,
through many a gully and recess —
far from the awareness of city folk

Raging rivers gush beneath the air,
which laughs a sweet lullaby
and sings into a long dark night

A final song will one day play
from within her deep blue sphere,
as mother earth takes a journey,
and explores a new frontier.