-------With the Earth-------
It is with the Earth
that I come
back home.
Re-membered into a child,
into water,
sunshine and soil.
The things that form us
we return to
through time,
In a beautiful circle,
like Autumn
unfolding in the hills.
My leaves
now
are changing
From green
into gold,
soon to fall
And become again
the ground
where a new seed will grow.
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