I’ve taken Earth to task
On wind-tossed hills
Eruptions, losses, turnings
All stirring railing questions
As if by own own reason
Resolving shifting landscapes.
More recently I’ve observed
Earth up close & personal
Taking in each line & shadow
Each echoing sound & chance
To hear a redemptive song
In the long restless dance
Of seasons coming & going
At rest, or arrested purely
At the wonder of being here.
© 2014 S. Michaels
Flatlander
image: grassy slope, picstopin.com
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