Madre

History runs through her veins
Nourishing every cell
From her marrow to her skin
All sacred things live within

Inhaling through her neurons
Feeding from her pores

Fear grips me
Yet I understand
She will live long beyond the fall of man

She turned her wounds into fangs
To devour our greed and rage

There's not enough hate to destroy her fate
She is stronger
She is ethereal
She is matter
She is eternal