Underground in Gaia’s deep dark fertile soil, a new being materializes magically
She thrives in the mysteries
With the inviting black, rich, moist earth, the moon beams on this infant seed
She longs for the sun
Nourished by plants, animals, decay, roots, filaments, and various supports
She dines
Sipping water that trickles down upon her, tasting delicious nutrients and minerals
She grows, witnessing illumination in the darkness
After some time, she notices instinctually that a change is coming, not knowing how
She will transform
She feels a natural push to grow, to shatter her shell and leave the sacred dark
She bursts forth
A brand new landscape prompts her to swivel and swirl magnetically, sliding up
She glides
Easily traversing the mycelial network, she roots herself and at the same time
She develops a fluid, glowing green stalk
Connected below and flowing upwards, she rises toward the top crust of Mother Earth
She languishes temporarily
With one more push she breaks open the topsoil, navigating her way toward the sun
She delights in his ecstatic warmth
With no extra effort, she eases into life above the ground, and relaxes in the winds
She wanders, still rooted
Night and day come and go, she realizes her own unique, multidimensional essence
She rejoices
Tornadoes, hurricanes, heavy storms and extreme heat bear down upon her at times
She flexes and adapts easily
Having lived a long, lovely life, so many joys, sorrows, and precious moments
She starts to slow down
She withers, dries up, and returns to the ground, fertilizing and recycling her wisdom
She transitions to another place and space
To be born once more into the sacred dark at some other time
