Clothe Me In Earth

Clothe me in earth
let me feel its rhythm
of time gone by
time that was mine

Saturate my soul
with new beginnings
birthed from a death
that spawns life’s breath

Hold me ever close
when wind’s chill whistles
and leaves hit the ground,
a crunching sound

Warm me with your touch
as clouds cry white drops –
ice in my hands
blanket on the land

The end is not the end;
we sleep in silence
as we’re renewed
our burdens removed

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