With your Crown in the sky
And your feet on the ground,
I am telling you now!
It makes the most beautiful sound.
There is Love left in this Earth yet.
Our Great Mother does not give in to sweat,
Or toil, because she knows
The Understanding is all warped,
When your two feet are caught between
Two Worlds; the Animal and the Spiritual.
(I have submitted this to a poetry competition but a slightly varying version. Everytime I write it, it comes out differently. I think this makes me a bad poet!)