Live on

There is no language to the vesrses between estrophas. Their just words that occasionally com to my mind and and for some reason I have always felt like I knew their meaning. Out of curiosity I looked them up and found nothing on them, that's why I say that they have no language, and if they do, I would like to know their meaning in the different tongues they show up in.

As for Gaia, for those of you who don't know, in a religion foreign to mine Gaia is seen as the spirit of Mother Earth or The God of Life. Becuse of this, I often like using the name in many of my poems when refering to Earth as a person rather than an object that occupies space and time while supporting life. Look it up to learn more.

Incase your confused, no, I don't worship Gaia. I am christian, thus I worship Iohova, also known as Yawe by hebrews (or another ancient tribe from the sons of Abraham). I don't confuse them and know the difference between the two. But I do say that I feel god's presence in everything that lives and breaths as they are part of what he created. Take what you will. I hope you enjoyed my poem.