From the depths below
From the weeds we've sown
Traversing mother's nature
Witnessing this show
Up her shielded coverings
To her watered valleys
Deep in her fertile soil
Openings from her yoni that grow
As offerings
As offsprings
Branching out beyond her
Discoveries in the soft sun's glow
Seagulls
Ravens
Flies buzzing close
Listening to the breezes
Listening to the cicadas whisperings
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