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Like the beating drum of my heart This earth vibrates through me The rivers run in my veins Sand settled … Continue reading Home
Like the beating drum of my heart This earth vibrates through me The rivers run in my veins Sand settled … Continue reading Home
Your beauty is not held by the lines of your face Nor by any chiselled or perfect body parts Yet … Continue reading Beautiful Spirit
They snaked along the surface of the ground Grasping just below dusty red-brown acidic soil Fine and fragile unanchoring fibres … Continue reading Anchored To The Land
It’s the place of bright orange sun sets Of lush green trees and colourful flowers Soft spongy grass and birdsong … Continue reading Home