Immersing my hands into the soil
Help me restore my pores and my neurons
By stepping on soil I get to sip in the minerals I so want to absorb
By smelling and tasting de soil my soul can elevate and play with smiling pigs around and this out and loud laughter back drop,
Surrounding my mental conversation between all of you and me.
All kinds of insects and the trees voices add up to the symphony of meow. Righhhht. Meow.
Soup of letters 