You seek to know me but this would require you visit all the layers of me. You’d start your journey at my exosphere, with stopovers at each six. Your journey would continue through the four known levels of my solidness. Still, your travel through these levels require you rest often to see my idiosyncrasies.
I am your mother earth and some believe an iron heart is my core. Instead, on your arrival you will learn the secret of my eleventh layer; a crystal heart more lovely than the one I teased you with as you paused beneath my waters and turned back to view my exosphere.
© Zora Zebic 2016