And we are also shaken by how fragile she seems floating all alone in the vast darkness of space. Looking closer, our hearts begin to ache with a pain so deep we can scarcely bear it. Her once brilliant skies have become dull and toxic. Foul stenches rise from her tortured waters, lands, and skies. Holes form in the blue canopy she has clothed herself in, allowing the deadly rays of the sun to penetrate her inmost recesses and destroy the creatures she has so long protected, nurtured and loved.
Tears come to our eyes.
An unbearable sadness wells up within. We pause and solemnly reflect on how this could happen. And as we reflect, we begin to hear the faint beating of a drum. Like the sound of some primal heart beat, it calls to us and we are pulled down through the earth's atmosphere to the surface of the planet. And all the while the drum continues to beat and grow stronger, deeper, and more powerful.