212.I could feel her presence

Right beneath my naked feet
She rumbled and trembled
Groaning and shaking with furry
I could feel her presence.
On land she made me take
A voyage at the rough deep sea
Or perhaps I was going insane
With my mind playing tricks on me.
Yet right at that moment
I was drawn to her mournful cry.
I could feel her pain and anguish
And need to awaken her children
To rescue this world from disasters
Caused by none but her very own.
I searched, but couldn't see her
I could feel her presence.

By Binita Jha