Bringer of life, bringer of death You are always with us You know what has been What is... and what will come Who are we to question the wisdom of your ways Gaia, pushing through the earth With gifts of fertility and abundance You are mother to us all Nourisher of children Guide me in your wisdom guide me in your anger guide me in your fear For we are earth the clay that you mould spawning life and spawning death mortal, physical, finite us....