O Mother Earth Poem by Shofi Ahmed

Wide open are your arms
The sun is a small paintbrush
Every daybreak it draws
Exposes you new as ever!

The surges in the billows
Blow out swimming clouds
Across the globe.
No they don't splash out to
The starry thrillers on the sky
They all are a dwarf bunch
Draws down to you kind Moon:
Down to earth on the ground
Spares the heap for all
for the day for the noon.

Then you are there too far afar
The lotus in bloom on uncharted water.
If only one can describe it o mother
Everyone is lost for words!