The Healing
of Mother Earth
gathering you into her arms.
It is the small movement
of air as the blanket of love
falls around your body—
the breath of the Beloved
inhaling, exhaling
in the center of your soul.
The touch, the breath
weaves gossamer threads
of the shimmering Universe
in and around you,
holding you safe.
You are one with the Beloved.
Renata Amedea
Weaver of the Ethereal Fabric
