When he died All the Elephants gathered at Human House Home. Outside in the red dusky hard clay dirt she beat the ground crying, sobbing, wailing, pouring out her heart in sorrow and grief. Her tears watered each newly formed altar as two more babes were planted within Gaia’s womb.

Each pachyderm delivered a gentle caress with tender trunks lullabying her to sleepscapes. Once bidden by Hypnos and Somnos their nimble trunks carefully placed pillow thatch with moss green bed under her ambient sailing form.

Forming a protective circle swaying tender Tuskers began their slow strange dance.

Gentle Ganesha Stomp.

Gentle Ganesha Stomp.

DeBorah Ann Palmer

One Word Photo Challenge: Elephant

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