A deserts bloom, a city’s fawn, through turbulence, my center’s calm.

The Earth herself is upon my palms, we merge as one to a divided dawn.

Hot yet cold, subtle and bold, no secret is kept, my world is exposed.

I whisper screams to ears unknown, I gain a friend but I drift alone.

I sit alone, I satand alone, within my den, I cherish home.

Within my skin there’s more than bones, a spirit divine,  a mothers own.

Oceans form from her tears as she mourns, wretched minds of men, from her we are torn.

She holds me dear within her arms, then I’m reborn in a world where the scorned takes form

I exist!