The Nature Goddess
A dancing wind
Fingering through the green hairs of life
Flowing up its brown rough skin
Flying leaves falling off
Barking dogs near-by
Rooted below and seen above
Sacred and loved
But lost in time
The nature goddess.
Loved and forgotten.
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