Avellina Balestri (aka Rosaria Marie) is a freelance writer and editor-in-chief of The Fellowship of The King, an online magazine exploring the arts through a spiritual lens. Her writings on matters of world history, popular culture, current events, and universal spirituality have been featured in over 25 magazines. In all her endeavors, she draws her inspiration from the Ultimate Love and Source of Creativity, and hopes to share that love and creativity with others.
Sing of Mother Earth, who we must tend, as grateful sons and daughters, born to soil and water. Flame’s fury and wind’s breath as our natural inheritance, the landscape has a face, the rivers run as blood, the rocks as jagged bones…
Are you afraid, Mr. Trump? For sometimes I feel it in you, the fear of losing oneself, and constantly seeking to fill up the void with all the glitters, like sickened eyes glitter when a fever ravages the mind.
Let me be that tree, so that the scent of pine will remind the world that someone must have meant it. I will be a singing sentinel, and that which breathes life into death. The raven has no part with the pine, nor the blackthorn with the dove.