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Skywoman dropped from the sky—
our ancestral gardener.
Our very beginning,
unsullied people,
sweetened womb
fed by the fruit of the
garden of the world.
Consider Eve—
exile on an alien world.
dark days lit by an
illiterate moon,
her choices hurting
betrayed by the fruit of the
garden of the world.
We are inexperienced in life,
in dire need of teaching.
We must look for the teachers
above, below, alive, giving
sustenance for body and mind
the plants are telling stories
we must open our ears and listen.