Remember
Tears fell from the beautiful Goddess,
Lands, to fill onto this once dry land.
She cried her sorrow for Nature’s death,
That she had once nursed on her hands.
Myths tell, of these Goddess’s tears,
Reviving all from famine’s wrought.
Surrounding their farm lands with sparkling water,
Hunger and starve now, they will not.
Watch this lake as she glistens,
Reminding us of the times that this Goddess hath saved us.
Water may erode stone in time,
But her love remains always.
Remember the stories,
And remember the waters.
Her eyes as our skies,
And her smile, our Moon.
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