Earth woman

Being born of the skies

raised by the earth

fragranced by the winds

pregnant with monsoon raindrops

hued bright by blossoms

she refused

to be a mere signboard

weather beaten, broken, twisted and torn

holding up signs to

others dreams and dwellings

their maps, their routes

some non existent

some inconsequential

some too contrived to be real

some too small for her

she preferred to instead

leave sign posts

for others to find

‘catch me’, she said

‘if you can

love me ,if you can

just as I am

else forget me forever’.

Thus, she spake, the woman of earth.

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