Mangrove
Crooked pathways
we have traveled
straightened our minds,
and uncovered
what our Spirits are made of.
All directions of
the medicine wheel
meet in
the center.
Live in that place.
ⓒBrittanyJadeWilson
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Sweetgrass
Between every blade of Sweetgrass
there is the whisper
of those who inhabited this land before.
Earth remembering
the ones who left their offerings,
and loved Nature as their own
flesh and blood…
Mimosa
From underneath the suffocating burden
and salty tears
of
rape, molestation,
addictions, depression,
suicide, incarceration,
domestic abuse,
abandonment, neglect,
and even black magic;….
