O Gaia, O Goddess, Giant amongst Titans, Mother of gods whose very height frightens
Forgive us.
Forgive our trespass upon your flanks; Forgive our rubbish left at our camps
Forgive our bodies, dead in their quest; Forgive the spikes driven into your breast
Forgive our affrontery, that we seek to conquer you; Forgive us that we do not honour you
Forgive us all the wrongs we do to you; We are but the newly-born next to you
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written for What Pegman Saw
crispina kemp 
Most interesting take on the prompt.
Oh Earth, forgive us….
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It’s Tibetan name means something like Mother of Mountain. And if memory serves me Gaia was mother of the Titans. 🙂
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I know I see Gaia all over Facebook and it also means the personification of the Earth and one of the Greek primordial deities. Gaia is the ancestral mother of all life
So. She’s good all ’round 😉
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Indeed. But she seemed particularly apt for this particular role. 🙂
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I definitely agree
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I thank you.
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This is excellent! I’m in the process of writing one about the 28000lbs of poo the porters carried back down the mountain last year!
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At first I saw photos of majestic peaks. And then I saw the piles of rubbish. But I didn’t need Google to show me. I’d come across the horrific statistics before. including the number of climbers whose corpses remain there.
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What a great take on the prompt! Love the language and the prayer and the sentiment.
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I thank you. I think it was my heart speaking out. 🙂
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I love this Crispina, particularly that last line.
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I thank you. Something of the image stirred me deep .. and this resulted.
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