Go On

Stretch, baby, stretch
Like those long branches of your favorite trees
Let your breath come as easy as the cool breeze
And your soul fly as high as the blue jay you call your spirit animal.

Be the gypsy your mother calls you
And the free spirit your sister envies.

When the earth calls for you to come back,
Come as though to a long lost lover
And sink gently into its warmth
Letting the dirt kiss your foreign skin
Like a praise


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