surely,
we have committed
many sins against
our earth...
have plundered her
green innocence
...torn the golden riches
from her heart
& flayed her
bright-furry angels.
now
the sky is ill.
we have made the sky ill.
we all know this is true
& say nothing.
mother,
protect us from
botching your sky.
let the clouds remain
unstained.
allow us always to see
the sun.