Meditating in the moment
watching silent wings beat softly
in bright iridescence
inhaling the essence
of fragrant flowers
before being laid to rest
on their beautiful bower.

She, who today, has been chosen
to atone for all our sins
the balm to soothe the breast
of our broken mother, Gaia.

 

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Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #37 photo prompt.
Image credit: Stefan Keller on Pixabay