Disappointment overwhelms me,
A battle I am slowly losing.
Losing...my will to survive.
What more do I have to fear?
The wind, the rain...or the drought.
More severe - each without a doubt.
I sink into oblivion as I watch...
for what can I do, you ask.
Up to me no longer...
I now am in your hands.
I wake up no longer to the sound of bees...
bees that once happily hummed along.
Where did they go? ... Here? ... There?
Mostly gone now, the bees...
but what more lies ahead?
My pain is now...don't you see...
for how will I continue to meet your needs?
My gift to you, slowly vanishing.
Many tears will drop? Tears so abundant...
a river they could fill.
Trees baren of fruit, leaves no longer found.
Oh, that ache in me...why can't you see?
My ground...I see its urgent need,
pleading, nurture me.
Oh precious water...fill my soul,
so I may give back to you.
But now, with growing fear,
I ask, where is the rain?
My rivers, at a moments notice,
a speck in time...overflows...
losses greater than me.
But then...another river,
dry and cracked, not fit for
you...my keepers.
Even as seeds blow gently with my wind,
I ask, where is what's left of my once
fertile land?
And while I wait for a wee sprout to appear,
...dust settles all around, closing in...
my light...so dim now, darkness to my eyes.
My pain, though emense, I must endure.
For you my keepers, only for you.
But...for how long?
My life resources...waning away,
at a point of where I, with much regret,
must sit still and wait. The agony is mine.
Where are my keepers?
I fear my greatness is about to end....
For I alone have such emptiness.
My need is yours...the now is near.
Survival in peril...my need is great.
And so, I will ask, where are you?
Tell me, how long must I wait?
Earth, as I am known...for now,
feels little comfort....and still I wait.
Have you abandoned me?