blessing

my mother, the earth
you tell me only truth
a thousand tiny vibrations
from the air
onto my skin
the musky scent of trees slowly
crumbling
leaves piled under fresh dirt
moon half visible
only a silhouette
sky too early for night
you tell me truth
in the way you wrap yourself around
me
how your arms hold me
open
teach me what it feels like
to be
in this body
connected,
permeable,
light as mist
tiptoeing across the pond
as the day breaks
free as wind
screaming its furious
joy

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