In awe of her

Sometimes

when I walk over a hill

and find her staring back at me

with a sky full of love,

I wonder

what the other planets

must say.

    “A master of abundance!”

    “A beacon of unconditional love!” 

Or maybe they make cruel jokes

about the hope she's placed

in humans.

No matter their sentiment

she finds a way

to shine, like,

pure sentience

Twirling her way

through it all.