Salt of the Earth.

mother’s milk

my mother is in me

in the way i move my body
in how i let down my hair
she is the pause between each breath
she is the unwhispered name
that rolls off my tongue in every thing
i do
my mother is within me

when my feet touch the earth
the ground beneath me
she is there
teaching
guiding
in her silence
and in her thunder
she nurses me at her breast
the place that i call
home

her earth
my earth
these are the things that connect us
the blood is in both
our veins

~ (c) Amy Jones

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