I embraced the planet
while she was crying.
The roots were telling a stories
about how they remember birth of the Earth.
The soft touch of the leaves stroked me.
It made my heart warm.
It made me run through the surface.
And around the curvature of a spine.
I wanted to heal her
with my bared feet.
And so I embraced every flower,
before I welcomed a moon with the wolves.
The soft touch of the leaves stroked me
It made my heart warm
It made me run through the core
And around the gravitational pull.
I spoke to her
with my touches on her crust.
Then we became connected,
in the most strongest way - a life.
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