We have a beautiful
Mother
Her hills
Are buffaloes'
Her buffaloes
Hills.
We have a beautiful
Mother
Her oceans
Are wombs
Her wombs
Oceans.
We have a beautiful
Mother
Her teeth
The white stones
At the edge
Of the water
The summer
Grasses
Her plentiful
Hair.
We have a beautiful
Mother
Her green
Lap immense
Her brown embrace
Eternal
Her blue body
Everything
We know.
Alice Walker
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