Celestial Conversations- The Earth Responds to the Sun: Poem 6

The Earth Responds to the Sun:

Oh Helios, Apollo Sol, hear me out!
Your scolding words, though powerful, are of a narrow mind.
Your flames bring life, but my soil brings it forth from the ground.
I am Life!
Your solar winds may bring change, no doubt,
But of this, I must remind
myself it is my air that vibrates to make all praises sound.
Shall my mortal praise you?
You are not the only one who has the right to be proud.
I am not seeking fame or adoration,
only to declare my love both day and night,
If you also declare your love for me.
For you, who is the source of life, declared loud,
I declare my devotion,
not to steal your fire but to reflect your light.
Will you not shine your light on me?
I am not selfishly spoken, but a voice of creation,
You ask for love more worthy in stature to adore you,
I believe it to be me,
for none can match my inner beauty,
not for glory, but to honor your magnificent manifestation.
and grace that I offer you.
For it is I who brings forth planetary diversity,
I create more life than all the known universe
from the tiniest microbe to the giant elephant.
I offer you the majesty of mountains, the serenity of the sea,
I am not lesser nor greater, but an equal partner in this cosmic dance.
Helios, dance with me!
If you choose me all will be celebrant!
In me is the vastness of the sky, and the intimacy of a tree.
It is through our mutual interaction

that we find balance.
In your hesitance,
I will not fear your command
or your threat of punishment,
for I know that your heart,
is purer than your mind
in what you demand,
you only seek contentment.
to be a unified part.
I see purity in you.
So let us put aside our pride and our difference,
and embrace each other in a loving alliance.
For together, we can create a harmony that is truly divine,
together we can create creation,
a cosmic symphony, for all time. In prominence.
Your scorching words are like your flames, dividence,
full of heat and light, but lacking empathy sublime.
Silence your mind and speak with heart.
You forget that I am the mother of all life,
the birthplace of every creature under your gaze.
You boast of your power and boast of your might,
you lose yourself in your boasting
while belittling me with strife,
but without me, your light would be wasted days
without me, your flames, unreflected, wasted in the night,
Without me, you will go without.
What of the balance I bring to this dance?
Without my orbit, the planets would wander,
without my gravity to pull us together,
I have so much more to offer you,
lost in the abyss of your solar expanse.
You may hold the title of Helios Apollo but ponder,
without the dreams of mortal, meaning is lost forever.
Lost in madness, solarcy!
Your solar flares may bring destruction,
but my volcanoes and earthquakes bring renewal.
You speak of finding a new love,
when I could be your everything
you demand I head your instruction,
worthy of your attention, your desire though cruel,
you have not learned that true love
is not something you can make,
Your search for something greater, grander,
without an appreciation of what is already here.
I am Gaia, Tellus Mater, Terra, and Earth.
If not for you then for myself.
Do not chide me in my candor,
I am the natural world, by all found fair,
and fair in my matchmaking found worth.
I am what I am.
I am the love that sustains and nourishes every being,
from the smallest microbe to the largest whale.
I will not seek your approval or adoration,
I know what I know.
I know my worth and my place in this universe all-seeing,
But I ask that you remember me, Sun, as I bewail,
and deprive me not, my deserving validation.
And whatever will be, will be.

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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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