earth

She is my creation

I lay my head to dream
Now into her as equal to heavens

What in these morsels
My creation
No wonder.

To connect
A womb of life
No wonder.

Ever recreating
She assures
No worries dear.

Lay into the side of my hill

Understand the strength of the ancient River bed

My feet need only to stand
I become one with her as Holy tree

I Bathe in oceans
just by seeing them with her eyes.

I regenerate my cells as seeds in her love.

Ants the same as ox
Pebbles holding the air still for me

Roots of a thousand angels arms
Hold me from below in their palm.

She drinks in the rain and silently shares her worldly presence in the morning light.

No wonder, now wondrous.