The earth is thirsty.
For it chokes with every breath it takes.
It gasps for air and begs for relief.
There's no escaping its clutches.
As the perils of their cry echo throughout the land,
Mother Universe hears them.
Grief stricken, she bows her head,
covering her face in disbelief.
The path of scarring and destruction is vast.
She mourns all living things that are not spared from death's grip.
Grief overcomes her for the pain endured.
A sea of tears stream down her face.
They spill to the earth, covering the land.
The relief is welcomed and honored.
She fills the hearts of all, as she spreads her promise,
"The beauty of life will return.
Stronger, brighter and better than ever.
Here's to beginnings.
For the music will return to these sacred grounds once again."