Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Grandmother Tree



Into your arms I climb
I lay
The wind
Music of Harmony
Blanketing me
Carrying the sound
Of all that is
The music and hum of the bees
The silence so
Loud it rustles
The leaves in the trees
And I sit here
Quiet
Dreaming
Am I awake?
Nature
You Mother Me
I let go in your arms!

Creation Envelop me!

~Hailey Dawn Armstrong

Ojai June 2014

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