Friday, March 20, 2020

Wind is the Earth Breathing (a poem)

The wind passes through us all, nooks and crannies bare witness
The earth breathing in and out a sign of life deep within
As we gather in the silence, all around us is the soul
This is the only paradise we have, and forever will call home
Poisoning a living thing, seems so cruel yet accepted by most
The weakness of us all on full display

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