# When Earth Began to Speak #

This poem is a call to awaken to Earth’s enduring power and life’s resilience. It reminds us that life has survived fire, ice, and storms, and now humankind faces a choice: to protect, nurture, and honor our planet—or to let it suffer.

A tribute to the Earth’s strength, and a challenge to rise with it.

# When Earth Began to Speak #

Listen—
before your stories,
before your gods,
before a single human dream took root,
the Earth was a monument of fire.

She cracked open in molten thunder,
lava spilling like the first red language
she spoke into the void.
Mountains rose as if remembering
some ancient oath.
Oceans hurled themselves against newborn shores,
teaching the world how to breathe.

Life crawled forth—
shivering, soft, improbable.
A whisper in a storm.
A spark asking, “May I stay?”

And the Earth—
rough, raging, beautiful—
answered with a rumble:
“If you endure.”

So life endured.
Through ice ages sharpening their blades,
through meteors that dimmed the sun,
through nights so long
you could mistake them for eternity.

Still, green returned.
Still, wings unfolded.
Still, paws pressed the soil
like small prayers.

And then came you—
humankind—
with minds bright enough
to rewrite the sky,
and hearts fragile enough
to forget why it mattered.

You stand now
where eras divide,
where futures tremble.

Look around—
the winds are teaching,
the rivers are pleading,
the forests are asking the question
only you can answer:

Will you be the healers
of the world that carried you,
or the final storm it cannot bear?

Because the Earth—
she remembers every scar,
yet still offers you her open hands.

She asks only this:
Choose the light.
Choose the life.
Choose the flame that began everything.

For if we rise with her,
she will rise with us—
and together,
we will write the next dawn.

(Vijay Verma)
 www.retiredkalam.com



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  1. very nice .

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  2. I really like this … looking at the age of the earth, her durability … I hope we don’t destroy her 😬

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    • It’s true — when you look at the sheer age of the Earth, at everything she has survived and rebuilt from, it’s both humbling and heartbreaking. Her durability is almost mythic… yet she’s never been more vulnerable than she is in our hands now.

      I share your hope completely — that we learn fast enough, care deeply enough, and act wisely enough to protect what has protected us for millions of years. The Earth has endured so much; the least we can do is make sure we’re not the storm she can’t recover from.

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  3. This is absolutely breathtaking, Verma ji. You haven’t just written a poem; you have woven a tapestry of time, resilience, and urgent grace.

    The opening lines, “before your stories, before your gods,” immediately humble us, placing our human narrative within the vast, ancient epic of Earth herself. The imagery of lava as the “first red language” is pure genius—a powerful reminder that the planet has always been speaking, singing, and shaping its own destiny long before we arrived to name it.

    My heart caught on the line, “A spark asking, ‘May I stay?'” and the Earth’s thunderous, nurturing reply: “If you endure.” What a profound way to capture the brutal yet beautiful contract of existence. You trace this thread of endurance so beautifully, through ice and meteors, to the triumphant, quiet return of “green,” “wings,” and “paws pressed the soil like small prayers.” It’s a moving testament to life’s stubborn, sacred will.

    And then you turn the mirror to us, humanity, with such poignant clarity: “minds bright enough to rewrite the sky, and hearts fragile enough to forget why it mattered.” This is the core of our modern dilemma, stated with such devastating elegance.

    The closing is not an end, but a beginning—a call to action that is both a challenge and an invitation. “Choose the flame that began everything.” We are being asked not to invent something new, but to remember our original, sacred contract with the planet that bore us.

    Thank you for this gift. It is a tribute, a warning, and a prayer, all at once. It truly is “a call to awaken,” and I feel deeply awakened by it.

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    • Thank you so much for your beautiful words. I’m truly grateful that the poem touched you so deeply.
      You captured its spirit perfectly—the Earth’s resilience, life’s quiet courage, and our responsibility to remember what truly matters.

      Your appreciation means a lot, and I’m glad the poem spoke to you in the way it was meant to.

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  4. Awesome word choice, V. Poetry is one of my favorite mediums to express with. You’ve done a marvelous job saying much with few words and NONE are wasted. Thanks for sharing!

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    • Thank you so much for your kind words!
      It means a lot coming from someone who loves and understands poetry so deeply.

      I’m really glad the piece resonated with you, and your appreciation truly encourages me. Thanks for taking the time to share such thoughtful feedback!

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  5. This poem is a call to awaken to Earth’s enduring power and life’s resilience. It reminds us that life has survived fire, ice, and storms, and now humankind faces a choice: to protect, nurture, and honor our shared home before the balance we depend on slips beyond repair.

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    • Beautifully said. You’ve captured the heart of the poem in such a clear and powerful way. It is a call to awaken, to remember the strength of the Earth and the fragility of our place within it. Your reflection adds even more depth to the message, and I’m grateful you connected with it so meaningfully.

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  6. To endure is to survive and to live. Sir, I have greatly enjoyed your most beautiful, poignant and powerful poem. Your words are truly inspirational and wise.

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