Decorative relief carved handmade ceramic fairy tile

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I thought the earth remembered me,


she took me back so tenderly,

arranging her dark skirts,

her pockets full of lichens and seeds.

I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,

nothing between me and the white fire of the stars

but my thoughts and they floated

light as moths along the branches of perfect trees.

All night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me,

the insects and the birds who do their work in the darkness.

All night I rose and fell,

as if in water grappling with a luminous doom.

By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times

into something new.

- Mary Oliver