A Dream of a Home in Nature’s Arms. ⚘
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Once There Was a Girl with Long Hair Who Dreamed Herself Back Into Nature.
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I am the girl with a Dream of a Home in Nature’s Arms.
Among Water,
Old Oak Trees
and Wild Berries.
I am the girl whose heart is filled with the lingering scent of lavender as she dances with the world.
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I hope I will find a magical home
in nature, close to the water,
where the ancient earth recognizes me.
Where I am remembered,
by the water I have always carried.
And the land, opens & says:
you were never lost to me.
Welcome home.
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Where Water Calls Me Back.
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Searching, searching, name of home,
show me where I am truly meant to roam
beyond illusion and stone.
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I move in slow spirals,
alone but open to being found.
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Searching, searching through body and bone, there is a place that feels like it has already touched me.
That gives me hope.
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Dear soul, pull me where water moves
like breath against skin
and I can finally rest
my wandering.
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Water & the Wild,
I carry you so deep in me,
in pulsing breath,
in memory that moves like waves under skin.
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Searching, searching,
through body and bone,
there is a place that is already known.
Where the wild roses leans close and I am no longer searching, only being held.
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Wilderness, I carry you deep inside of me,
in pulse, in breath, in memory.
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I once stood by your edge,
I tasted your air,
but you did not reach me,
not fully there.
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You glittered beautifully,
you called me near
but something essential did not appear.
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So I walk back slow,
with deep roots in my feet,
through quiet rhythms, familiar streets.
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Cats and bees and the hush of day,
everything steady in its own way.
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Still, there is hunger, low & wide,
a tide that lives under my skin’s edge,
pulling softly like water drawn to moonlight.
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being the calm
but not always the brave.
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Maybe maybe to search is to move through what already knows my name.
The earth does not forget
those who listen
with their footsteps.
What is meant for me will awaken as I arrive.
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I Hope I Will Find My New Home in Nature
When the time is right.
I know that my inner process right now is,
in a way,
my new home and hope too.
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Water, find me where I am true, not just where I look but where I move away from illusion and toward the direction my life is lovingly becoming.
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Searching, searching, I soften, I roam,
until something magical opens
and calls me home.
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