Love Letters to My Planet Earth

Each moment is infused with adoration. 

The determined wind, stormy sea, flat hazy sky,

Do you feel unseen? Unappreciated?

My angst for your demise is full of hubris. 

Rooted in my pursuit of  human comfort,  taste, view, experience.

I create these pieces with a longing of a love that is slipping away.

But it is not the mother, goddess earth that will disappear.

The transitory is the viewer, the artist, us. 

What will this planet be without our adoring gaze?

The wind continues, the relentless sea waves drum its beat, and the endless stars glitter in the sky.

• Alone