Woman

Written 05/11/20

The sun shines as I melt into its light.
Sifting grains of sand, I embody the land.
My palms are valleys below mountains that hold the sky.
My eyes are oceans that stream bliss’s cry.
I whisper soft winds that breeze for miles wide.
The earth’s womb sits above my thighs.
I mirror the nature of Mother.
An ancient reflection of Woman.