Elements

 

I come to you

as I was born

expectant, in the buff,

to surround me

with your tears,

your scents

sceneries and seasons

 

Simply,

I come to you

to gather from your fields life,

to moisten my entrails

with ingredients,

 

the essence of my ashes.

As I leave, you remain

Mother earth.

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