the land is a balm, a soothing salve

 

for broken hearts and minds, so that even as collapse is all around us in the soil, the water, and the air

 

we are healed from playing in the sun, and planting, and floating on our backs in the cold,

flowing streams.

My jangling nerves are soothed by these long spring days

and the grief a little easier to bear, but harder too

like

the taste of salt made saltier by the taste of sweet.

 

thank you for listening,

love, natasha

 

 

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