Mother Earth

I want to touch the whole of Mother Earth 

To feel her under my feet and between my toes

To be caressed by her warmth and feel her frigidity climb up my spine

A shiver that quakes my whole form as I gaze upon her majesty 

It is an honor to walk amongst the trees

Hear their prayers and heed their words

I wish to worship where the land meets the sea and let my soul soar in the sky on the wings of mighty beast 

To frolic in her fields and meadows

To hear the laughter of love dancing on her winds 

I want to know Mother Earth 

To feel her pain and bask in her joy

I want to study her with reverence and write prose befitting of her splendor and wrath 

I want to know that I was here

That I felt the soil fall through my fingers and embedded between my toes 

I want to leave no trace aside from the hymns tattooed upon my heart, coursing through my veins... ...sending praise beyond the four corners of my temporary slice of this life 

I want to touch the whole of Mother Earth and hear her say

Welcome home, my child.

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