I’m from a place of dirt, soil, rocks and sand

Caressed by rain, rivers, lakes and oceans

Home to grass, trees, plants and flowers

Celebrated by bees, birds, and butterflies.


I’m from a place of fire, firefighters, and fire extinguishers.

Where fireflies are captured in glass jars on warm summer evenings.

Home to sunrises and sunsets,

Celebrated by sunlight and star signs.


I’m from a place of galleries, libraries, and museums

Places where faith in humanity is restored.

Home to paintings, bookshelves and book worms,

Celebrated by artists, historians and pen-pals.


I’m from a place of faith, sacrifice, and worship

From the caves of spirituality, to the cult of pop-culture.

Home to wine tasters and whining mouths,

Celebrated by believers and Beliebers.


I’m from this place we call planet Earth.

A floating blue ball in the great cosmos,

Home to everything we’ve ever known.

Really, the only home we’ve ever known.


For all the importance in the cosmos we believe we hold,

We’d have nothing at all, if not for planet Earth.