receive in your great bounty
all the blood that has poured over me,
the sorrow that has mired me down.
Let me be free,
so flowers and trees may sprout from me to the heavens,
so birds may come and perch on my wings
and sing their eternal song of gratitude.
Dear Earth Mother,
may your bounty feed the downtrodden,
may you comfort each knee and forehead pressed into your layers,
may la Virgen de Guadalupe’s roses flourish
and the trees that become crosses be strong,
may your robes encompass stars, moon, and ocean, day and night,
and hold me in its folds, Earth Mother.