Friday, 20 May 2016

Child
Let your toes dig into the sand
beneath your bare feet.
Let the warm breeze cling 
to your fat cheeks as the 
green ribbons in your hair tickle 
the back of your sun burnt neck.

Child, know the Divine Mother 
created you to bless the Earth
with your untainted beauty
and giggles. Dear Child, 
march forward, humming the 
magnificent tune of change.

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