I am the earth.
When my sanity breaks,
the land quakes
and my fiery rage bursts out
in streams of hot lava.
When I cry,
My eyes puff and
pour torrents of tears below.
In bouts of anger,
I sprinkle lightning and thunder.
In happiness,
I soothe the warm with a gentle trickle.
When I am happy,
the soil blooms with greenery
and I nourish the life forms
who thrive about me.
But human, you know all these already.
With your invented tools,
you'd unravel the truth
behind your ancestors' tales.
Since you know, you'd brush me off
as a phenomenon, you can fathom
with the right time and tools.
And with your more advanced tools,
you're starting to search for a new place to stay
instead of mending the many gashes
you've caused me.
YOU THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY FROM ME?!
A ruse, I tell you.
Dear child, I scoff at your ignorance.
What you hold in your hands is just as shallow
as the distance, your chariot has reached in my watery depths.
You don't know me yet.
But, in time, you will.