I'm too connected through technology

Pulling roots by their hairs, the forest is where I'd like to be

So I'll be out digging my hands into the soil

In clear blue waters, sun beating down until my skin boils

Turn back into Earth instead of this being

Take what's yours and forget the sleeping

Bring out my gazing Gaia, I, your collective mother

She and I are one in the same, there is no other

brought about from thoughts of having 2 blogs.. like one is too many.