I thought the rocky landscape looked like another planet. It inspired me to write a little story in a poem.
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Emerging into blinding light,
To wild, untouched plains, she lands.
Journeyed miles through space and time to find
A desolate world to give her life.
The sky beholds her small grace, emanating as she winds the shore,
Beguiled winds caress her hair and skin and feed her
Breaths devoured slow to grateful lungs,
Smothering where it’s torn and raw.
Distant agonies, of old cities, crumbled,
From where she left, a thousand fragments
Scattered to burn up in the stars
And some embedded, crackling fiery in her veins.
The greeting land carries her in it’s vast palm,
Like drops of rain each step stirs earth from dreams.
She takes her time, as lovers savour firsts,
Both captivated, drunk with faith, navigating every cove and crease
As they seek safety in their naked shape.
From pockets gemstones fall to lace the wounded soil, twinkling.
Chrome waters burn, in waves of nebulous lapping silk,
Then soothe, dissolving her to new existence.
The low sun whispers in her ears,
Drop away your ties, and face your fears. Within
A heart inflamed, aflame. She knows
This is her place to rule, again.