Her feet were bare, every step forward she impressed upon each individual flake the weight of her matter over theirs. She was thoughtful, she felt each soule under her step as she warmed the ground beneath her making one thing into another to never exist again. The air was raw, cold and sharp, all the spaces glistened in the open. In this kind of cold the heat of her matter melted her way before her.
Her feet were bare, every step forward she impressed upon each individual leaf the weight of her matter over theirs. She was thoughtful, the leaves underfoot were making their way to another matter. A soft blanket of decay; the heat radiated from below. The moist air she could feel deep in her lungs. Evergreen jungle all around where sea water and fresh water meet and the springs of fresh water flow refreshingly in the heat of the high sun.
Her feet were bare, every step forward she impressed upon each plant the weight of her matter over theirs. She was thoughtful, the plants under step were living their life and could handle the weight of her matter for it was forgiving and living; her intent was no harm an impression though was warranted.
Her feet were donned in cotton, every step forward the space below her impressed upon her its weight of its matter of her and all others. She was thoughtful, the generations of lives living at the same time were all around her screaming for attention, the air electric, where heaven and earth meet.
to the east to the west where the seas meet
two continents arise from the sea the third right where the eye can't see.
A million carp did swim by so many colours one for every kind of affair.
water of life
salt of the earth
blood of our life
bones of our old
go forth and spread your wings
let them hear the birds sing
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