I see Her bright red and dark purple blackberries yielding on thin prickly branches, bending to offer me Her love. This fruit of the earth. Each arm leaning towards the grasses heavy with the abundance of life. I stop and take her gift and pluck a ripe blackberry placing it on my tongue. Juices swirl through lips, slide down my throat to nourish my insides.
I close my eyes to relish this ecstasy and when they open a snow white butterfly has landed on this leaf to tell me of my rebirth. Now I come back to an innocence that was once lost. The butterfly rests so that I may rest, it shows me the lightness of being so that I may once more remember lost parts of a life gone by. To remember myself and who I truly am.
I am the sweetness of this moment, I am the white innocence within the purple blackberries. I am the bright red of the sun’s light on a hot day. Yes, I am all of this Mother Earth reminds me as I am a part of all living creatures in this abundance.