Wednesday, January 26, 2022

(My) First Poem on Earth

The sun shines down on me
Warming my skin
Glistening in your eyes
Absorbing and radiating endlessly

The breeze embraces us
Stoking the fire
Moving the manes
Passing on its way elsewhere

The water provides for us
Cooling our tongues
Cleansing our bodies
Saturating our village

The sun, the breeze, and the water
Breathing into us
Sustaining life 
Connecting us all as one


                        This is me, I am enough

                        My thoughts belong in this world

                        Wherever a Rose blooms, I shall be.

            

Written by Rose A. Fitzgerald during a Therapeutic Poetry Workshop courtesy of  SocietyX with Lisa Ann Markuson: imagining it is 4,000 years ago, writing the first poem on earth 

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