Pachamama’s Daughter

Oh Pachamama,
spirit of the old
wild places within—
nourish the rich, dark soil
of this dear one’s birth.

From your rich, dark humus
springs the seed to life.

Help her unfurl her green shoots and tendrils
toward the light
and into earth,
surrender the tender bud
to full bloom,
drink in the sun
and shine her brilliance
into the world.
May her creative cycles spark
into life her wildest imaginings.

Oh Pachamama,
Spirit of the old
Wild places within—
From your rich, dark humus
this seed springs to life!

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