This is a new 11 minute composition is for SATB chorus and full orchestra, arising from and building onto my earlier art song registered with the same title.

The text by the composer draws upon Vedic, Egyptian and Homeric sources, as well as public statements by modern Americans Stuart Brand and Frank Waters.

Soloist

Not so long ago,
the people used to call me Mother.
That was before they sent men into space in rocket ships,
before that famous photograph of the blue marble.
The people used to offer up sacrifices to me.
They used to celebrate my ways,
with their festivals.
The people used to care for me,
not so long ago. They used to care for me.
Now the people help themselves
to whatever it is they please,
like naughty children
begging for punishment.
The people have forgotten me,
forgotten me.
Ah!
I am your mother, you have no other.
If you abandon me, entirely,
who will care for you,
who?

Chorus

Asasefua, Deghom, Gaia, Dimu, Pachamama
Oo-ah-uh
Oh! Now we see the earth complete, so tiny, adrift.
She who at first was water in the ocean,
she whose heart is in the highest heaven,
your truth is everywhere,
and in everything,
everlasting!
Who by your bounty nourish
all the creatures of the world.
Is there something we’ve forgotten,
in our quest for domination?
Oo-ah, Ah-mm