How She Moistened Her Heart

She sat quietly
Listening to the wind
Breathing in the cedar
Winking at the bunny
Taking the  thick sap between her fingers 
And rubbing  it onto her third eye.

She bowed to the ten directions
Remembering every single thing 
Is the  heartbeat of Gaia

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