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Untitled poem

by Zanthe

 

All the flowers that I could see

Had soared

Into the wind

 

I did not look behind me, as I went on

 

I could only see her

          My sky mother     My true nurturer being

I connect with her

I rise with the sun

 

The sun and moon

The night and day

The earth and sky

 

I am whole.

 

I do not need to fear

I will heal

          I will my healing

 

Newness and strength to all parts

Of

My life.

 

To the great sky mother

Where

My healing is embraced

          And my gifts to be known to the

 

Living.

 

I am the living, and

I live amid the living ......... Good Living!

 

 

  


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