Her Gifts from Her Gifts by Hecate's Wheel

Her Gifts

Just yesterday morning, the winds came blowing 'round.
They danced upon the surface, bringing change all around
The wounds from our indifference are scattered far & wide
The oceans stained, the forests gone, litter tossed and magnified.

Grass is gone, our air is soiled, the temperatures, they’re rising
The Earth she weeps a salty tear, her seas, all slowly climbing
The mother's tears, like falling rain can't cleanse this all away
What will it take to make us see there is another way

Treat her kind, treat her well, mother earth, her gifts so divine
Treat her kind, treat her well, her mountains so sublime
Treat her kind treat her well, the winds of change draw near
The time is NOW, can you hear

Hidden in our custom homes amongst all we desire
Surrounded by our need for things we feed and stoke that fire
The Earth's lament is loud and strong, her tears have dried away
Our children’s home, a broken dawn, can't rise another day

Treat her kind, treat her well, mother earth, her gifts so divine
Treat her kind, treat her well, her mountains so sublime
Treat her kind treat her well, the winds of change draw near
The time is NOW, can you hear

Plant the seeds of change in their young fertile minds.
Teach your children to sustain
The moon and stars shall shine upon us ever more
The soul of nature’s design
Respect her, oh please, treat her kind

Treat her kind, treat her well, mother earth, her gifts so divine
Treat her kind, treat her well, her mountains so sublime
Treat her kind treat her well, the winds of change draw near
The time is finally here

© Vicki Scotti

• Folk
• Goddess
• Pagan
• folk-rock
• singer-songwriter
• Palm Bay