Soul Harvest

hey, hello, how are you

i see you there

a burning desire to live with and without care

soft like the touch of compassion, free as a bird.

come as you are and taste the nectar of your alivenss; your work, your love, your hurt

like morning dew on ladies mantle, sip in the alchemy of your becoming.

hey, hello, how are you

i see you there

harvesting the gifts of your soul with and without care

sweet like a mothers teet, fierce as baba yagas cauldron

soften as you are, that is more than enough.