Sprout

A look into the past, when Mother Earth was still young and pristine. Her hands were filled with the ability to bring forth the abundance of creatures who inhabit her heart. Ancient growth sprouted from every crevice of her virgin curves. Now she cries out for mercy as we violate her precious body. Under her loving care, her beloved children have grown far out of check. She struggles for every breath as they cut into the land they have taken for granted. As they kill their siblings, she weeps for their mercy, yet her lasting love for them prevents her from releasing her angry wrath.