I am devoted to the sunrise

I am devoted to the sunrise ⁣
To the rays of light that cast themselves over everything, nudging each branch⁣
Saying wake up, wake up!⁣
I am devoted to the stick bugs⁣
Their tiniest waves feeling like a Disney movie ⁣
I am devoted to the dew drops on rose petals⁣
Pouring rain from a leaf onto my tongue⁣
I am devoted to the rain⁣
The way she cleanses the air, feeds the earth⁣
I am devoted to the worms⁣
And to the birds that eat them⁣
I am devoted to the crows⁣
Their patience, skepticism, their remembering⁣
I am devoted to the ocean water running through the sand⁣
Her gentle patterns painting pictures ⁣
I am devoted to the roots of trees that came before me⁣
Their grounding and their rising⁣
I am devoted to the wind⁣
To the way she whips my hair, her fierce knowing⁣
I am devoted to the soil⁣
The host of darkness and of nutrients ⁣
I am devoted to my naked body ⁣
Her curves and blood and ocean tears⁣
I am devoted to the nighttime ⁣
The silent stealth presence ⁣
I am devoted to the rugged bark and the brambles that catch in my clothing ⁣
Wanting to attach to me⁣
I am devoted to the tree stumps, their death creating portals into other places⁣
I am devoted to the quicksand, the tornado, the tsunami⁣
The bringers of death and creators of life⁣
I am devoted to the mountains⁣
Their holding and seeing of all of earth⁣
I am devoted to the stars ⁣
Sprinkling themselves across the sky⁣
I am devoted to my place, here. The way my body reflects and absorbs everything around me. The way my fingerprints mirror the insides of trees and the way my hair is like wild oats⁣
I will open to her. To the ground beneath my feet. ⁣
That love is all she has ever asked for⁣

 

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