-------The
Earth Turning-------
Our lives spin around
upon a fine
and fragile point.
Over and over.
The tide turns a broken bottle into sea-glass.
I have walked through graveyards in Spring,
down dark, forgotten trails
lined by nettles and wineberry,
over hills, alone
and into hollers,
and I have been kissed
by the greatest
beauty
this world
has ever known.
has ever known.
The sun will rise, no doubt.
If you sit quiet
you can feel
the Earth
turning.
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