Æquinoctium Autumnale
The earth calls out “Femina de Autumnitas, ecce tuus hora,” and I rejoice in the golden sunlight flickering gently to dusk. I dance naked beneath the amber glow of the Harvest Moon to honor the waning of days that announce the return of darkness . . .
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From a seed buried deep comes a sacred being. Feet burrowed in the earth and fingers grasping the sky. Everything between is sustained . . .
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