I am the center of the Earth
The mountains are adoring me....
I feel the blade of grass
Cutting my soft skin, it bleed...
Yet I can't feel the pain
Instead joy and happines
For I am the center of the Earth.
My feet are sinking to the foamy paddies
To the soft black mud of life
I feel it, Ilike it,
Though the broken shells of golden-snail in it
Are tickling my feet.
The sturdy acacia tree
Beside the hut is smiling and inviting me
To sleep in it's leafy arms
Before I left this season of glee...
I am the center of the Earth
The trees and flowers are adoring me....
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