Earthen Mind And Body Poem by Stephen Beam

Past cliffs and rocky shores, lies a horizon without the moores
With nothing to hold me but the waves making their tours
Living particles of life in wet dirt, i live for God's breath
His breath to lift and deposit me elsewhere on this shores breadth
Will the sun set on a life near eternal or stand over my sister
Take my strengths for with them lies my relief in how i missed her
I am Earth, what will these beings do to preserve me, for now
Cause even though i hold your presence till God comes in a cloud

Peaceful release, the pastels of a penseful artist's brush
They leave strokes of genius, for the masses to see, but not touch
Even with my face apperently flat, these crags give me dimension
A life in 3D without a computer and it's apathetic diction
is a life i want for these creatures made from me and God's breath
My Sisters waves come and nourishes my dry and rocky cleft
Now with my Father watching i lose my rage as it erodes away
Erodes into the ocean and it's distant horizon where my Mother does lay