Another from Renee Bozarth

… just because she is so great!

The small plot of ground
on which you were born
cannot be expected

to stay forever the same.
Earth changes,
and home
becomes different places.

You took flesh
from clay
but the clay
did not come
from just one place.

To feel alive,
important, and safe,
know your own waters
and hills, but know

You have stars in your bones
and oceans
in blood.

You have opposing
terrain in each eye.
You belong to the land
and sky of your first cry,
You belong to infinity.

~ Alla Renee Bozarth

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