γη

Earth,
Cool and dry, passive and rigid,
A principle of structure and materialization,
You see locked doors?
Captured by steeping, unswerving, uninterrupted walls?
Spread your wings, fly ahead.
Buried and weighed down by the travesties?
Deep underground?
Reach out, glide on, find a way up.
The rocks- they pray, silent and still.
Will you build my altar in the fields?
With the sky as my dome...
and the world at my feet!

PS- This a rather random Kreation that I wrote while commenting on one of the blogs that I religiously follow. 
(this blog here)

PS2- The title -  γη - is "Earth" in Greek.