Mother of all the high-strung poets and singers departed,
Mother of all the grass that weaves over their graves the glory of the field,
Mother of all the manifold forms of life, deep-bosomed, patient, impassive,
Silent brooder and nurse of lyrical joys and sorrows!
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This is indeed a wonderful poem devoted to the bounties showered by God and distributed by Mother Earth for the benefit of all human beings, flora and fauna. Thanks a lot. Mother of all the manifold forms of life, Silent brooder and nurse of lyrical joys and sorrows! Holdest the poem of God, eternal thought and emotion.