Give me this bit of earth, That I may grow my hopes and dreams. I do not ask for the world, To be placed selfishly upon my lap. Just a space where I may take root and grow, Beneath heaven and upon rich soil and stone. Let me take a bit of earth, And create … More A Bit of Earth
Upon the ground you crawl, Breaking up soil and stone. Feel the rich sweet earth grow warm, Breathe in new excitement to this world. -M.E. InkOwl
Sometimes it feels like I’ve stepped from the bonds of reality and wandered through the gates of infinity. I cannot tell between the aging lenses of my eyes if what I behold is a mere figment of my imagination, or solid fact beneath my bones. So close I feel to the Earth that is my … More A Feast of the Mind
Digging into the earth with hand and knife, Exposing the elements within. Life giving nutrients all within reach, Fills my hands with purpose, and mind with meaning. To be connected to mother earth is a necessity. -M.E. InkOwl
Life was less complicated, The greatest obstacles of each day was bedtime. Long days reached far into the night with star-gazing and finding constellations. Imagination ran wild, whole worlds rose and fell within an afternoon. Always there was a home to go to, a family to be cared by. Days ended with a promise, New … More A Garden In Time
Rise up from nothing. Spring forth the life of Gaia Hem in and protect.