I am born in praise, bold galactic pulsing rhythms,
my spirits charge uphold the stellar spheres positions.
Singing songs of the Universal One's beginning
guarding the fragile breeze that keep the planets spinning.
I flew to earth in dawn's rebellious incitation
felled by mirth from his beauteous exhortations
spun from dreams now impoverished from his vision
forfeiting established place, to never be forgiven.
I was seduced by her sunlit oceans brimming;
her sculptured clouds and her deep sea creatures swimming,
her vaults of green then their massive colors thinning,
to be one of flesh and blood and know the thrill of living.
Her stormy voice as the white lightening heralds thunder;
her willful skies of wind shorn savage wonder,
mountain falls that pierce the veils that cover
the peacefulness her orbit brings as she softly slumbers,
her caves and springs that course her inner boundaries,
her finger lakes that stroke the artwork of her foundries,
I walk on air through the archway of her bands;
I kiss my ocean lovers as they wed the virgin sands
and kneel in exultation as I palm my changing hands,
I am a human woman; I feel the touch of man.
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A beautiful poem. Woman, Gaia, giver of love and life, a mother, a partner to humanity a beauteous rarity in a lonely existence.