βBeneath the hiss of leaf-litter, where the steel-tilled earth, is both dying, and aliveβ Perfect π thank you Jennifer, for sharing this wonderful poem.
Mmm, simply and elegantly rendered, the ever-present churn of life and death in the soil beneath our feet. That it exists at all is a miracle. Thanks, Jennifer.
βBeneath the hiss of leaf-litter, where the steel-tilled earth, is both dying, and aliveβ Perfect π thank you Jennifer, for sharing this wonderful poem.
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What a beautiful poem, a meditation on the realm of becoming, the world of endless decay and living . I love it
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LOVE this. Well done.
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Mmm, simply and elegantly rendered, the ever-present churn of life and death in the soil beneath our feet. That it exists at all is a miracle. Thanks, Jennifer.
The harmony of nature is incredible! Thank you for reading π
I love how this poem describes how earth breaths life, in the cycle of life and death. Or to just enjoy the earth beneath your feet.
This poetry makes this beautiful.
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