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Poetry: Sacred Territory

Updated: Aug 9, 2020

Close to Nature

it feels with the whole body

Hands and feet wake up

Cells all breathe

My tissues and membranes

remind me that I am a daughter of the sun,

My bones remind me that I am the daughter of the Moon

That the earth is my everything

And I carry within me

the fluidity of rivers and seas

The vastness of the ocean

Time seems not to be measured,

rather lived

Creatures respect each other

Even when their instinct calls

No one here stands out

Each being pulses with its purpose

In harmony

In integrity

That I can be fast and ethereal like the wind

And slow and solid as trees

That the irregular and circular

they have their own order

Just like my curves

that intertwine and celebrate

In this my sacred territory


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