She’s mountains and she’s sunshine
She’s the moon, silvery bright
She’s the clouds and wind and rain
And she’s the dancing Northern Lights.
She is deserts and savannahs
She’s the waves that fill the sea
She is birdsong and she’s flowers
She’s the blossom on the trees.
And if you treat her fairly
She will let the sun shine through
She will kiss you with a gentle breeze
And paint the sky in blue.
She’ll rain if you are thirsty
Then she’ll blow the clouds away
And she’ll decorate with rainbows
Whilst she calms the ocean waves.
But if you treat her badly
She will breathe out stormy skies
She will summon up tornadoes
And antagonise the tides.
She’ll throw things from the mountain
In an avalanche of snow
And she’ll blaze and burn the forest
So the trees no longer grow.
She’ll treat you as you treat her
So be careful what you choose
For she’s power you can’t comprehend
And much she stands to lose.
So treat her with the kindness
And respect that she deserves
See, if you rearrange her heart
You’ll see it holds the earth.