She sat down on soft moss
Resting her back against the rough bark
Of a huge old tree
The newness of the moss and the colossal age
Of the tree combined to make
Her feel like a part of today
Yesterday and tomorrow
She listened to the trickle of a brook
Moving past her in its journey
To somewhere far away
And she felt a part of its moving
She smelled the richness of the earth
The fertile soil made
Her feel like a part of the earth
And the lushness of it’s growth
She looked up
The sky in its vastness welcomed her
And she was a part of its infinity
Endless ether stretching
As far as she could see
Farther than she could imagine
And she was part of it all
This is who I am
She thought to herself
A daughter of the earth,
Sister to the forest
A child of the heavens
An intricate part of my world
This is who I am
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Reviewed by Tien Avielle (Reader)
Reviewed on December 4, 2002
"The fertile soil made
Her feel like a part of the earth
And the lushness of it’s growth" - Loved this truly, it's as if in answer to my poem, "Who Am I" ... GREAT answer!!!
Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
Reviewed on April 16, 2002
Ah...wonderful discovery! It was just a matter of time, after all...
Love the imagery, the expression, and, even more--the theme!
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
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Her feel like a part of the earth
And the lushness of it’s growth" - Loved this truly, it's as if in answer to my poem, "Who Am I" ... GREAT answer!!!
Love the imagery, the expression, and, even more--the theme!
Trixie