laying with blue skies
in your hair
earthy reddened clay
across your cheeks
the river in your
shoulder blades
smokey fires blooming
from your thighs
solid mountains holding
your ankles together.

You stand and smile at me from across the street
so I pray to Gaia
to be a mistake you can’t help but repeat.

The sun will rise again
The gnarled branches will bloom
The forest will yawn
And sleepy sighs will follow
The frost will melt
And the soil will give birth
To a new world
Dawn is coming
The creatures sing with her arrival
Gone will be the ice
That separated us from her warmth
Shadows will dissipate
And the wild will grow anew
Our bodies will thrive
My body is her garden
Soothed by her presence
Awakened by her opening eyes
I am a part of her
One with the earth and the creatures roaming
This is our rebirth
Our celebration
Together we welcome the morning
We feast through the glorious day
And by fire light we pray for the harvest
Welcome, mother
We have been waiting

Since the rotation of sun and moon

The friction between diversity
Has resurfaced
Rubbing harder than the depletion
Of CO3
How these little specks drown monochrome
And grasp the shades that appease
Their glistening eyes
These drooping dandelions fly in the baby white
Mist drifting away from roses they take as shrubs

Take shade in her oasis, hide in her beauty.
Take shelter in the eyes of the ones you trust.
As the sun slips below the horizon, her touch will make you dream.
No longer in darkness, her smile, her melodic theme.

The Mirage, a lie of light, will no longer be true.
Now it's just me, alone, thinking of you.

They took her hand,
picked the flowers from her deep blue hair,
and trampled her to dust.

i want to grow like flowers towards the sun
paint me in the image of a
(daisy/water-lily/hyacinth/poppy)
so I may always bask in light,
kissed by sacred bees
I might be vain but I long to be beautiful and without a care in the world.

the sun-warmed dirt would be a lovely place to plant my tired feet
and rest for a spell, nothing more and nothing less,
to be a blessed child of gaia,
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