To love is what I want to do in my life
Feel the breeze, touch the rain and smell the ground.
Tear out our hearts into the soil, the Mother Earth,
From where we were born and return to when we are dead.
My silent prayer is that there won't be blood and meat all over the world,
rather rain and soil,
so that I can feel my skin and walk the earth
And still feel my presence.
Bind me to this space.
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 1:29 AM UTC
To love is what I want to do in my life
Feel the breeze, touch the rain and smell the ground.
Tear out our hearts into the soil, the Mother Earth,
From where we were born and return to when we are dead.
My silent prayer is that there won't be blood and meat all over the world,
rather rain and soil,
so that I can feel my skin and walk the earth
And still feel my presence.
Bind me to this space.
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