In the ground I sit

Counting.

On the ground I stand

Humming.

In dreams 

I am full of hips that sway side to side

Full of my own soul

Full of my weeping

Full of knowing.

Someone tries to take a scalpel to my curves –

Chop them off

Surgically remove them -

Angry that I represent 

Gaia,

the living breathing Earth,

swaying and undulating unde...

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