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Feb 2016
The Earth
is the Mother
beneath my feet--

in her eyes,
I am sturdy
with my toes
squishing dirt
beneath my soles--

the Sun is my Father
always watching,
radiating Light to
guide my way,
as he's done
since I was small--

his lady wife,
Mother Luna of the night
guiding my dreams
and watery feelings
as I swim through lakes
of passion, and climb
steep mountains of fear
before jumping
through the sky--

my guides are always
there, comforting me
in their safe embrace--
Feeling Spirit heavily today as I make it through Monday. (02.01.2016)
neko-nae
Written by
neko-nae  Kernersville, NC
(Kernersville, NC)   
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