The saga of green earth told by the clouds and watched by woman..
The grass, like a teenager, feels the growing pain, and bends low, too full with the happiness it cannot contain.
The harvest time is waiting for the moon.
A stunning beauty!
Anguished beauty
The moments of menstrual pain in the bowels of earth
are softened by the soothing , healing sky.
The woman has a lot to learn and inherit
from this saga writ large in the field of grass,
and translated for the woman by the generous sky.
Sushama karnik.
Thanks for the image Ivan Ivanov
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