BornA Story by Miss LillianI was inspired to write this when listening to a piece of music, it reminded me of the Earth, what it has to offer and the effect we've already had on it.
A pit of darkness, damp, and earthy smell. Soil under my finger nails as I climb towards the sun. Loose dirt trickles down to my prison to be lost forever in the murky water. I climb upwards once more towards the open space, a canvas awaiting its painter. Too long I have been silent, I will sow seeds once more. I've learnt my lesson Mother, no more shall I defile you. You will cleanse me and I shall demand no more. You swept me into darkness to teach me. Well I have learnt. I thank you. As you once imprisoned me, so shall you set me free. The sun hits my face for the first time since my rebirth and I thank you Mother. The air whips across my face, and I thank you. My feet find slid ground as I rejoice in sights long forgotten and I praise you Mother for your forgiveness.
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2 Reviews Added on November 9, 2013 Last Updated on November 12, 2013 AuthorMiss LillianBristol, Bristol, United KingdomAbout3rd year drama and creative writing student more.. |

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