from the womb of my mother
where i once slept
i shall walk up straight
and run and play and then
stop for a while
contemplating about my
sweetest surrender
and then i bow down to
earth
with all respect
genuflect and kneel
and prostate my whole being
before its sun
its trees its rivers
and skies
praying that i be taken
back
to its womb
where i shall sleep
contentedly
forever
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