Two Feet Firmly Planted...

Rich soil crumbles beneath my hands like a decadent cake.

The moist scent of prosperity

and the powers of creation clings to my skin.

My heart echoes the drumbeat of our Mother

as I kneel against her in silent contemplation...

My hands cradling her cool tranquility,

I taste her composure,

her boundless strength,

eternal patience

and yearn for the balance she teaches...

Brimming with the dichotomy of Creation,

the eternal foundation forever changing, evolving, adapting...

She spins, shudders, dances through the twinkling void...

Bountiful, she provides though we abuse and poison her...

Boundless Wisdom taught by even a sliver of her bones,

where ancient memory has

 written itself...

Through night and day,

season's wheel,

pain and joy,

birth, death and renewal...

our red roads scar her skin as we dance,

and yet,

She dances

provides

shelters

 heals 

purifies 

supports

transforms

teaches...

Waltzing in time with us even when we don't know we are dancing...

 as our hearts keep beat...  

and Rich soil crumbles beneath my hands like a decadent cake.

The moist scent of prosperity and the powers of creation clinging to my skin.

My heart echoes the drumbeat of our Grand Mother

as I kneel against her

in silent contemplation...

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Life events and the turning of the Wheel of Season's has had me contemplating the element of Earth quite a bit. I wanted to sit down and write a Who Sings piece about this marvelous Teacher, like I did with Water ( http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977030199&nav=Namespace )

When I sat down to begin, this is the poem that grew around my notes on how this element is viewed symbolically around the World. I tried, but I couldn't wait til I finished the rest of  the article to share with my Gather friends! It's been so long since I wrote of anything other this journey through grief and healing I have been on... I find it fitting to share the heartbeat that keeps me breathing throughout it all, willing to attempt healing... and it is a joy to still be able to share something that transcends this most painful part of my life's road. Mitake Oyasin...

wishing you laughter