Mother Says
The wind holds more secrets and more thoughts than a lifetime of writers, mother says. In the wind if you smell you can almost smell the crispness of the pointed edge in one's mind. Mother says, to not run on blades but the earth is more pointed than round in my view.Youu know when you get closer to the hands of the earths, when you care for it, mother says. She tells me to pick a flower, and I say no for that it kills the beauty, so she asked me a question when you were plucked like a flower out of the world inside of the body that holds you, has that made you any less beautiful? , so we walk, we walk untill we feel rocks in our feet, and rivers in my hands.Motherr says to not talk to nature as it is a thought but a feeling, as if you have felt the people walking on your surface, and feeling the leaves in your skin like a witch.Motherr says we are witches, we all have magic inside of us that remains untouched by man. Mother says to hold her hand, and as I do I feel the flower crown in her hair grow to a garden, I feel what I had imagined being skin which has molded into nature. Mother asks me to drink from the river and I do, my hands folding into a bowl, I allow the earth to improve my body to make the stars in the mind shine but not in a forced movement. Mother says to never wait for hope but to create your own through the eyes of the mountains. Mother says I love you, and I feel flowers in my hair grow.
The wind holds more secrets and more thoughts than a lifetime of writers, mother says. In the wind if you smell you can almost smell the crispness of the pointed edge in one's mind. Mother says, to not run on blades but the earth is more pointed than round in my view.Youu know when you get closer to the hands of the earths, when you care for it, mother says. She tells me to pick a flower, and I say no for that it kills the beauty, so she asked me a question when you were plucked like a flower out of the world inside of the body that holds you, has that made you any less beautiful? , so we walk, we walk untill we feel rocks in our feet, and rivers in my hands.Motherr says to not talk to nature as it is a thought but a feeling, as if you have felt the people walking on your surface, and feeling the leaves in your skin like a witch.Motherr says we are witches, we all have magic inside of us that remains untouched by man. Mother says to hold her hand, and as I do I feel the flower crown in her hair grow to a garden, I feel what I had imagined being skin which has molded into nature. Mother asks me to drink from the river and I do, my hands folding into a bowl, I allow the earth to improve my body to make the stars in the mind shine but not in a forced movement. Mother says to never wait for hope but to create your own through the eyes of the mountains. Mother says I love you, and I feel flowers in my hair grow.
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Jun 28, 2018
I'm almost speechless at this. There's that one song that first came to mind, with those backing vocals of, "Momma says, Momma says!" But now, when I hear that song, the opposite will likely happen for me.
I think the grammar/spacing could use some cleaning up. It wouldn't take much to turn this into a powerful, polished piece ready for publication. I strongly encourage you to spend just a few more minutes on this (please, please!). The imagery and emotions and sense of child-wonder are vivid. And that one line, "Mother says not to run on blades but the earth is more pointed than round in my view" - woah. Really resonates with me.