Green Mountain Woman.

mother nature; mother earth.

My woman stands alone,
beautiful and elegant.
As if she rose from beneath the phoenix ashes.
She is graceful with the way she takes on the world.
Visualizing perfection within every soul.
creating vibrations to light her way,
our way.
Hands held out, staying vulnerable to those in need.
seeing every being as if they were her other halves.
we are.
she speaks of youthfulness always.
Her words flow as if they were
water in the streams,
leaves from the trees,
the air that we breathe.
She understand from the depths of all.
No judgment.
No assumptions.
Acceptance.
She takes in what need to be nourished.
Gives out what needs to be felt.
As she sits, she transmits from about.
Creating waves in each of us rapidly colliding.
Connecting the constellations of our webs.
silence outside the body.
Voices from within the universe.
within us.
reminding you to stand tall.
to stand together.