Gaia My Body
The mountains in the valley like the curves of a woman, the rivers that run deep over rocks, my flesh, the water as my blood cascading waterfalls as yoni nectar, your body is my body. The crisp air as pure energy, I breathe your breath, as one, the smell of the rich earth, the scent of sweet grass, the swaying flowers radiating their perfume as an offering of sacredness to me, to show me my…