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This Fertile Earth
Purple petals peek through black stone and a voice whispers,
“Is it not the same with you, this burning lust for life?”
Yes, our roots firm with life press into fertile Earth
as the humus of past lives embraces us in ecstatic song,
all reaching for one moment of light.
“Is it not the same with you, this burning lust for life?”
Yes, our roots firm with life press into fertile Earth
as the humus of past lives embraces us in ecstatic song,
all reaching for one moment of light.
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