Earth releases
her long-held breath,
Exhales herself,
reveals her soul
in living, flawless rainbows
Flourishing on branches,
buried, growing under rocks,
thriving in nests and fields –
Playing melodies with my senses,
earth displays her soul
with noiseless song
(2005, Los Lunas, New Mexico)
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fINE imagework, Reverand, as well as finely structured versing...RHYTHM, FLOWS NICELY HERE...sOLID CRAFTWORK, INDEED ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''{ F j R }