What if I took a breath and I was there
With eyes closed transported into the heart of you
Green, solid, luxurious
You talk to me through the veins of my heart
Within the blue of my throat lies the truth of my devotion
Do you feel it?
In every second of my life dance I step into your cauldron of wisdom
Teach me more
I am open to multitude of your lessons seeping like nectar into all corners of my being
To be, to rest, to love and surrender
I want to keep on knowing the treasure that is you
Does the land call souls back? She does
Or how else she knows and hears of its beauty
It seek souls out who crave home like a mother’s breast, those who carry their hearts ready to surrender
All that soulds want is belonging, sacred quiet of the land’s womb forever tied together
And in their belonging they revel, praise, admire and serve the spirit of the land as the creator of them all
Glory to the land that calls souls like ships after a battle flocking back home where all is true and peaceful
Does the land call souls home? She does
As that’s how things end for us all including her that only lives and breathes when she is loved completely, till the end
Raw Nature Spirit 
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