I drag my body through the dirt for good reason.

I tear skin against stone and make space for the season.

With milk on my tongue,

i hide away from the word and dissolve into nothingness

where everything exists.

ANd as i breathe in the mystery of my destiny,

with no attempt to resist,

I become weightless.

Promise swims in the downpour.

the sun and moon share the dance floor.

and i am also here to dance.

like windswept leaves on a branch,

i move my hips in a trance.

and it is not by chance

that the beat of my heart synchronizes

to the frequency of abundance.

The sky clears and blossoms open

another season of gaia has spoken.

are you listening?

because she’s whispering

a constant wave’s christening.

kneel in her abundant garden

she’ll show you all that you’ve been missing.

I drag my body through the dirt for good reason.

TO remember what i’ve stopped believing.

to learn from the pain that i’m feeling.

to let go of what no longer holds meaning.

to rise toward a brighter new season.