A poem by Ellie Stock in the season for  Women's History Month. To Earth's (Our/My) Sisters--   Who ~ bravely dance their daily paces, shine extraordinary light on ordinary places, where others faint or fear to tread, where laughter is born and tears are shed.   Who ~ steadfast, courageously with bolding care encourage unheard voices to dare, to share-- whose own struggling and vulnerability forge the way for new beginnings and brighter days;   Who ~ spirited, passionate, seized by wonder endure times and worlds so torn asunder-- Daughters of the Universe, Mothers of Earth, Midwives of Vision contracting to birth;   Who ~ Friend of the forgotten, Madonna of the Trail league so the beleaguered cannot fail-- builder of community, hub of life, Heart of compassion, mind of delight;   Who ~ creative, innovative, for justice, for peace, no shrinking violet: advocate for the least-- doormat for none, s...