Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Earth Bones // Soul Stirrings



I am not a soul filled with diamonds.
I do not have emeralds for eyes.
My words are not spools of gold.
My skin not made of silk.

My hair grows like grass from my scalp.
I sing like water crashing against the shore.
Dirt runs through my veins;
I have a soul filled with wildflowers.

Lady Unlaced

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