Poetic Invocation

 Dear Mother, Bear Mother

In the fields I found you in the wind

Gently

Firmly

Blowing me down my path 

Hidden in the green

Your claws protect and churn the Earth

My Soul

Finding roots, broken

To recreate them in your fertile womb

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