From the early morning spring, tulips shake their sleepy heads
When they lift the soil gently, the first touch they feel is me,
I am autumn\u2019s last breath of air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When sunlight blazes hotter, snow melts from the Rockies
\nIt runs pouring through its canals, nestling in an emerald pond,
\nI am the thirsty earth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sun slides down the horizon, setting her rays free
\nTwilight replicates their embrace,
\nI am the tenderness they share.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On the dark canvas of a rebellious night,
\nDivinity engraves constellations on celestial sphere,
\nThe sky that borrowed its skin is mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m the mother of existence, from my womb of sublime wonders
\ncaravan of new lives set free. As you breed from my bleeding tears,
\nshake the blood off your wings and inhale the first breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From the early morning spring, tulips shake their sleepy heads When they lift the soil gently, the first touch they feel is me, I am autumn\u2019s last breath of air. When sunlight blazes hotter, snow melts from the Rockies It runs pouring through its canals, nestling in an emerald pond, I am the thirsty earth. … Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2005","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pa867U-wl","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2005","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2005"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2005\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2008,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2005\/revisions\/2008"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2005"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2005"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2005"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Saraswoti comes from Alberta, Canada. She is a life celebrator and loves exploring beyond her world. She draws inspiration from nature and people around her. She is an optimist and a continuous spiritual learner. She serves as a board member with Parkland Poets and her poems have appeared around Canada, India, USA, UK and Nepal. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"