Hey walking beauty,
beauty is before me,
beauty is behind me,
above me, and below me.
Earth my body,
water my blood,
air my breath, and fire my spirit.
Mother,
I feel you beneath my feet.
Mother, I feel your heartbeat.
Father, I see you when eages fly.
You spirit takes us higher and higher.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
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