Transformation
Transplantation
Translocation
Moving grooving
From station to station
Innovation of the soul
A new way to call onto self
I sense her
She comes and speaks
To me at night
She gives me vision
A new sense of sight
I might
Be dancing in her light
I fight to keep my identity
Centre myself in my own entity
Sending me off she carries in me
Her power
I look up at the summit that
I thought was far ahead
Instead
I see the sun
Looking down at my feet
I see the top
Where I stand
The future in my hand
The summit at my feet
I meet
My own power
Aware of its capacity
Of its responsibility
I dig my toes into the ground
My roots
Stretching down
Through every crevice
From the top to the earth's centre
She lets me enter
I bask inside her majestic soil
As I reach up my arms to the sun
I blend into one
She wraps her rays around me
Penetrating my every pore
I soar
Roots stretching into her
Sun rays
Pouring their golden abundance
Into me
In mother power
Grounded
I am free