Chakra One: Muladhara--Roots

Here I am Base of spine enmeshed with earth ruddy like my cheeks and bloodshot eyes feet--firmly planted take root where home is, where nourishment, like a crimson bag of waters, is. Humble, for my somatic vessel has its origins on this very orb Gravity has pinned me to, like an amanita to forest floor. Palming a bit of red dust and I am animal and palpable no different from the cardinal flying overhead, the pepper-scented geranium, the garnet embedded in clay.