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Closer

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Bring all the wild closer
Closer into view
Bring my face…into you
Sound of wings
Smell of soil
Rough beneath my feet
Bitter green

One day I will be swallowed
back into you
Dust by dust
Water flows down
Bones will crumble
Blood will nourish

And so I feed you
Offering always
My hands will love you
Delicately
A caress
But firmly
I’ll hold
a handful of seeds
A pocketful of herbs
Gathering
Offering
You and me
My wild friend
Together
We walk

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Written in the southern New Mexico desert

 

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