Earth Child

Glorious, golden sunshine Sparkling fields of wildflowers Silken hair flowing wildly Twirling, spinning, opening Water cascading over ancient rocks Endlessly moving ever onward Continuous and constant I am the watcher The seeker having seen Breathing deeply nature’s nectar Filled with living essence The forest The river Mother Earth herself Upon Her stone lap I languidly linger Caressing breath Loving breeze Soft as Mother’s lips upon my cheek All A part of me I A part of All