The Earthly Guardian

When below are my feet and the earth braces my grip

The feet sink in deep, the gravel soil, and my head stays still

Muted are your earth tones, like my dulled smile, I grieve

Umber is that soil, copying the tans on my skin

I mourn the wounded; my love doesn’t seek human beings

The nature’s beasts are in my heart, think I, as my watchful gaze touched your moss green

Oh earth with your wild hues, I bend my knees on your soil

Let your terracotta grip them well, as my eyes lock on the leafy umbrella of your emerald green

The earth envelopes me, can I still save it?

Vivid is my love, as I lay it on your godly feet

Livid is the earth, as destruction is what humans seek

Creatures of the earth, listen,

forged in my heart is thy grief, your guardian was I when I was born,

A knight from the shattered humanity, now bows at your dusty brown feet

Notice my veneration weaving through your earthly vines, my life’s purpose now cradled soft within your fern greens

The creatures for whom I mourn, their defender shall I be

Wield not will I a sword, but a devotion, my pride power is released

the lives I save will be my love potion deep pink,

Confessions I whisper on your forest floor

witness thy creatures, who struggle on human abode,

Wounded are those, where humanity is shattered

When I sew it together, new knights will gather

Shining silver is now our armored hearts, electrifying will be our cry of war

Oh look, it’s thunder

My feet sinks in deep, enveloped by auburn’s warmth, gazed at leafy dome, now my eyes are on glimmering shades of midnight storm

Now when your hues are turning golden, the fresh sun hesitant, peeps within my eyes

Will it see my truth? Or will it announce my lies?

Though dull is my smile, unwavering shapes are my dreams

Steady is my gaze, as my promise so it seems

The sun glows strong, it's blessings cocoon

and I've been warmed.

My colors are now revealed, no more shadowed or grayed, bright is my soul now that my secrets are laid

Now I beam, like the beam of sun-rays, the dusk is here, molten lava like rays

I grieve no more, as long as the wounded still breathe, let me lend them my hands, my pride of colors is complete.