The Goddess dreams:
they swirl like clouds
of dark matter
filling cosmic emptiness
with something unknown,
but profound.
Her children have long deserted her
to create new,
invisible gods
with commandments
more lenient,
less stringent,
absolute and terrifying,
than hers.
We poison her seas,
foul her air,
soil her earth.
We strip her foliage,
kill her beasts,
plunder her resources
with no thought,
no thanks,
no care.
The Goddess dreams;
a violent dream
of punishment,
of decimation,
in which she waits
in barren, airless splendour
until her time is,
again.