I pressed my palms
to her weathered face
and asked her how
she was doing.
Waking up, she said.
I’m waking up.
earth
I pressed my palms
to her weathered face
and asked her how
she was doing.
Waking up, she said.
I’m waking up.
sunshine in winter 
Wow beautiful words what a touching picture you paint so vividly of a living breathing “person” that is mother earth. it has opened my mind and heart to seeing this earth as a person I can have a relationship with, I can give to and receive solace and love from, that can feel sad but survive and bloom too, Thankyou so much
Thank you so much for sharing, what beautiful words and a beautiful opening you are having. Thinking of both nature and life as relationships changed everything for me and made me realize I am alway in a living breathing relationship, always connected to whatever is around me, especially the earth. Peace and joy to you. 🙂