My home has blue skies. Ceilings made of grand design and in her prime she shines and warms me from the outside
Inside
My home is a heartbeat away, and when I wake she greets me with life’s bread
Water
Breath to breathe she gives and when I heave she reminds me to leave
My troubles behind
Biodegradable design my home is so fine
And kind
My home is beautiful , never to be carried or paid for
Experienced and gentle
Forever
Currency in skies plied with clouds raining down decisions made previously when a wind knocked a seed
Down
She grows with me
Shows me seasons of majesty
And her tapestry makes me think and reflect on the derelict thought I think when on the brink of sinking
She sinks
She is the crashing wave and the calm right after
She splatters and patters
Burns and scatters thoughts…
She’s
Lost
And found
Profound
Her sound
I could listen forever through ears made of clever and weather
By her grand design
I am her,
My home
And she is me
We
Are.
-Majesty-
(Terra Tapestry)