There was a younger woman looking for her, reading the signs, wanting to find and help her as she checked mounds of leaves to try to identify the tree for where she should begin digging.
But while she appreciated the love and healing that could be shared and provided by this younger one, she willed that for once just leave her there and buried.
She was hurt and tired with her youth’s luster pounded out of her.
She quieted her heart’s beating, willing her cell energy to slow, mask, and blend with the earth’s conduits.
Let her fuse with the elements.
Perhaps they would be her redeeming.
She couldn’t bear the heaviness and pain anymore of trying to work against gravity.
So let her soul become heavy…
Heavy as stone.
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