Earth ectched upon skin ancient soles

“My body the earths ground to etch upon skin the breath of ancient soles.” 

I held hands with the winds 
the moon dared me to 
dance with all that is unknown,  

my body 

borrowed of earth 

foreign 

and 

nameless  

to stone,

my flesh 

of dirt 

natures barren canvas 

earth will sketch upon skin 

secrets to lost mysteries

breathing through 

ancient soles. 

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