Love of the earth
Is there a love that smells of the earth,
On whose heart bloom flowers,
That dance in my breeze,
Wild and free yet... deeply anchored.
In whose eyes reflect the sky
On whose body are stories,
Of home and history,
Where ruins aren't ruins
But a victory of a past still standing.
Is there a love who loves like the earth?
Is that earth of mine looking for me?
And if we met,
Would our hearts know our souls have decided?
Words by karmic justice
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Written on 2021-01-30 at 14:16
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