The Earth Speaks to the Sun:
I am broad-breasted Gaia, worldly Earth,
The everlasting foundation, consider me,
to bestow upon you from Eros Amore, tributes of love
in poet’s mind and pen.
To the starry sky, Ouranos Uranus I gave birth,
and to Oceanus Pontus of ocean, and sea,
and Aer, that is mortal breath above.
Consider me a match, not a maker!
Ouranos, by Saturn, was put away, lost to my devotion.
Now Uranus is held in place in the sky.
Saturn was disposed of by Jupiter Jove’s desire,
in epics told far and wide,
to rule all of heaven in its motion.
You, Helios Sun, greater than Jupiter a failed star, placed high.
Now you are Apollo Sol and my passion for your flames leap hire.
Who is better together than us?
Consider me, I am Earth.
by God-given life that the heart of mortal holds.
Your love reflects in the depths of my ocean.
And my love reflects in the mortal mind.
Consider me, and in me find worth.
For by Jehovah, all matter in the universe unfolds.
In Pontus is the constant motion of unfathomable devotion.
Know that I know you best.
Consider me, your light reflects in my sky,
with a fever of desire.
Pluto is dark and tells a dead story,
if you must compare to decide,
Consider me, and in my heaven, you will fly,
admired as my passion’s fire.
I can cast even Pluto out of the planetary category!
I rewrite science, and rediscover history!
Like your gaseous flares,
my volcanic flames leap up to meet you.
Like your solar wind,
a scientific wonder,
if comparison dares,
my breezes carry praises to greet you.
Let these continue without end.
If only you consider me.
Beyond Mercury, in this solar sea
I am wilder, and I am more free.
Beyond Venus in beauty, consider me.
Let me compare so that you understand,
I have faith in myself to be,
of your affection, worthy.
Even beyond Mars, consider me.
For I am the match for you!
With languages of Terra Earth and Tella Mater on my soil,
and Oceanus Pontus, and Neptune Poseidon in ocean and sea,
With Aether, the soul of the world in my sky,
Believe what I say!
I labor to give birth and provide a life that imaginings toil,
for I am equal in all I create and all I create is free!
All life through God emanates from me, as wild as I.
Know this to be true!
Is this not what any soul would ask of me,
to declare my devotion and my love?
Yes, I have faith in mortal thoughts to be of worth.
Consider us together!
I choose you poetically, as a match for me,
of all in the cosmos, the heavens above,
I, Gaia, Terra, Tellus Mater, All Mother Earth.
I am not a matchmaker, but your match!
Celestial Conversations: The Earth Speaks to the Sun: Poem 4

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About the Author: Sarah B. Royal
Sarah B. Royal’s writing defies convention. Her poetry and prose traverse the boundaries between structure and spontaneity, often weaving together philosophical inquiry, cultural reflection, and personal narrative. With a background in experimental literature, she is known for crafting works that challenge readers to engage intellectually and emotionally.
Her acclaimed palindrome performance play, 777 – A Story of Idol Worship and Murder, showcases her fascination with mirrored storytelling and thematic symmetry. In o x ∞ = ♥: The Poet and The Mathematician, Royal explores the intersection of poetic intuition and mathematical logic, revealing a unique voice that is both analytical and lyrical.
Royal’s collections—such as Lost in the Lost and Found, Haiku For You, Lantern and Tanka Too, and the WoPoLi Chapbook Series—highlight her commitment to neurodivergent expression and poetic experimentation. Whether through childhood verse or contemporary fusion poetry, her work invites readers into a world where language is both a tool and a playground.
Sarah B. Royal continues to expand the possibilities of poetic form, offering readers a deeply personal yet universally resonant experience. Her writing is a testament to the power of creative risk, intellectual depth, and emotional authenticity.
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