When first saw the sliver of the moon
what astonished me was the star shining
to the left high and above
the sliver of the moon
only a fraction
yet
the star shoned bright
was it venus
or was it jupiter
do the stars rule
of do the stars follow me
a young girl
yearning for her father's love
what can a mother do
other than
be the mother herself
shining the way
to another way
accept me for who I am
mother of the earth
goodness to surface
life
to expand
mother of the earth
do we truly cherish
the freshness
of renewness
mother earth
to you
shall I honor
soil to the depth
of creation
made
with no regret
mother of the earth
bound to me
your legacy
so many tales
so many tokens
token of promise unbroken
life moves on
in the direction of the sun
planting todays of tomorrows
rejoicing
worshiping
life of today
without dismay
mother of the earth
bountiness endlessness
wake up to breathe
the air
of non
disease
mother of the earth
soiled
with all its tenderness
yes
with the newborn calves
hiding in the fields
oh yes
life in all its mysteries
discovering
uniqueness
to the alberquerities
another word
made up
yes the majistic ways
of the mother of the earth
what are words
powerful
yet from the heart
only divine
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About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
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oh great mystery of life...beautiful.
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