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Hello again, Your Majesty.
Hello, my dear.
Your rebirth is magnificent.
Lie down, She offered gently.
As I lay on the grass
beneath Her sprouting branches,
I felt the dampness,
Smelled the petrichor.
Ecstatic, I dug my fingers into Her soul,
Earth, supporting us.
It was cool.
A rush of excitement stirred me.
How old are you today? I asked.
The same since I last saw you, She replied.
Ageless, I commented.
Eternal, She declared.
**written by petra michelle**
11 comments:
Lovely!
Simply sould touching I loved it and identified..sandy
Oh I love this. True communion with mother nature, mother earth. Newfound joy at our connection to our beautiful, fragile, breath-taking earth and her annual renewal of spring.
MZ: Thank you! :))
Sandy: Thought you would! ;)
Lavinia: Voila! :))
there is eternity in nature - sweet eternity - I love your poem Petra
Larry: Thank you! :))
Spring! The awakening! Can't wait!
I love this poem! Nothing nicer than a conversation with a stately tree!
Good morning Gorgeous and a good morning to me to have shared your lovely poem ~ sigh....
Have a great day!
So moving and regal-loved it!
PV: Your exhuberance is catching!
:))
Muse: What trees give-priceless!
:))
Janeen: Thank you, dahling! ;
You as well! :))
Tipper: Thank you, dear lady! :))
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