The voice of the Land

I walk quietly through the blossoming fields that reach further than I can see.

Flowers dancing in the wind.

I hear the voice of the land whispering in my ears.

You are supported, you are loved, you belong.

Lovingly she is there. Lovingly she talks to me.

The land nourishes my body, my mind, my spirit.

Like a tree, I feel my roots sprouting.

My body is of the earth.

Golden light leaks from my heart.

The endless flow of love calls me home at this moment.

Reminding me that I am always supported and like a flower, it’s safe to open up and reveal my beauty.