She floats with the clouds from one garden to the next, taking her time observing her massive plantations, making sure their needs are taken care of.
No matter who or what you are, you have felt her loving caress: a weary farmer resting in her shade, a dying gazelle laying in the searing heat being given new life from her rain, or a seedling bursting fourth through the ground to embrace her.
She was there when we left the waters and took our first steps upon solid ground and she will be there long after we leave for the stars.
|Story by Danakara|
|Artwork by Emmanuel Xerx Javier|
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