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sacrificial rebirth

 
I stood at her feet
awe etched in every inch of me
drawn to her indefinable nature
call it mystical...
...magical
...illusion
I knew then
I would slit my wrists
bleed my pain into her safekeeping
and she would not fail me
tearing strips of my weary flesh
from the ruins of my body
until I glistened before her
naked & new-born raw
a tattered remnant of my being
desperately willing
as her tendrils touched me
wrapping me in her healing
I gave up my solidity
learning from the grace of her ancient fluidity
becoming a new version of me
repeatedly
and on nights when I'm still
I hear her whisper
green tips grazing my ear
be strong, my spirit sister
never be afraid to bend 
trust your roots to hold your structure 
for you were born to sway in the wind

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