In the ground I sit

Counting.

 

On the ground I stand

Humming.

 

In dreams 

I am full of hips that sway side to side

Full of my own soul

Full of my weeping

Full of knowing.

 

Someone tries to take a scalpel to my curves –

Chop them off

Surgically remove them -

Angry that I represent 

Gaia,

the living breathing Earth,

swaying and undulating under Her ground cover.

A huge female giant 

with long white tornado hair 

in a midnight blue 

negligee

sashaying across the lighted Universe

Holy

In her deep appreciation of Herself.