'When the Ground Breathes' (a Poem)
'When the Ground Breathes' is one of the poems I've been writing lately, as I work on my second anthology. I've been teasing out each poem in my mind, exploring exactly what I would like to say ... and little by little, I'm starting to arrive at my destination. 😊
When the Ground Breathes
Their steps were light
On the old roads they traversed
On torn branches
On wilting petals
That breathed ‘thirst…’
They knit stones
Into mountains
Called rivers to shine
And crafted blankets of daisies
Poppies
Wild flowers
To cradle weary meadows
To sleep.
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