talking to the nations

they call it your nightdress
your sunshiny tunic
but you can easily face the day
with the sun in your midriff

the lemon grove of your mind
forgotten since childhood
now you remember
now you inhale the scent
the exuberance

you're humanity's daughter
in your sunshiny tunic
wild hair and green foliage
bare legs brown from the sensitive wind
in paradise
you're talking no nonsense

the extravagance
of beaming the sun from your midriff
the sheer yellow scent
of your mind's lemon grove
the citric feel
of remembrance

free
talking to the nations
dreaming and working



Vera Kelgart  (with citrine channeling crystal)  2013