by Katherine Gale
Surrounded by stacks of land that radiate the power of gods.
Shaped earth that proposes the question
if it is man who is all powerful
or if the omnipotent dirt alone holds rule.
You see, from within it life springs forth,
the power of creation sustained.
While the power of man lies in destruction,
removal of what earth has created,
to fit the mold of our desire.
And to man that is the definition of rule.
That is until man wanders alone
amongst the tall standing gods,
and is reminded that it is from the dirt
we came into being.
And destruction is not the action of power
but that of a fool.
Condemning themselves
in the act of dominating their creator.
Now power lies in the hands of time,
only it can tell if man will remember
the mother from which all aspects of life are born,
or if man will continue
to overpower his origin.