Poetry: A(m)other Wound

I wish mountains 
could understand

What it’s like to fall down
again
and
again

Only to rise
without knowing how

O mother Earth
hear my silent tears
meet the dirt

and wash my face
one more time

Published by Sarah Beach

Born and raised in rural Kentucky, Sarah Beach finds that healing is both a hobby and a passion. When she's not writing books or recording meditations, you will find her reading anything she can get her hands on, taking long walks in nature, or gulping large quantities of herbal tea.

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