The sun kissed hot,
The lake massaged cold,
It’s current unstoppable
In it I submersed.
The water flew through me, in me
And around me.
Nothing un-clean,
I became un-cursed.
The crops grew up around us,
We grew younger,
Purer,
The world became free.
We had no language,
We just laughed at nothing,
Eyes to the sky,
With nowhere to be.
My feet were bear, half-undressed
My soul so calm,
My body transparent.
My mind enhanced.
My legs were un-clothed,
Touched softly by wet grass,
The untamed fire,
It danced and it danced.
Music was born
Out of the night,
I sang out of tune,
Self-accepting.
Demure moon light,
Nothing too much unveiled,
No eyes judged.
Stars reflecting stars.
Cultures intertwined,
We ran through one another,
Holding the same rope.
Breaking bars.
An exquisite world,
An under-appreciated miracle,
Always there and here
To heal a stale soul.
One day I’ll return,
To the mother
And dance
By the cold moon light
And the heat of the earth
Round the hearth.
In a trance,
Enchanted
My death
My birth,
I‘m in love.
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Submission Name: Alluding to a Landscape 
