In the scent of the earth as she bathes,
and the roar of the sea when she waves
In the stillness of the river as oars strike,
and the wetness of dew as sun awakes
In the thirst of a man lost at sea,
and the farmer’s smile as spells break
In the dreams that set sail as boats float,
and the splash in mudplies as kids play
In the soft tryst with snow as it fades,
and the sweet sound of drops as trees sway
In the fate of the leaves as seasons change,
and the wells of joy ‘n sorrow that tears make
You are.
Therefore I am




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