.
I will not lay this body down
I have a wedding to attend
Nobody asks for money to lend,
Let us dig the garden we must tend
To move and cultivate to bow and bend
To enable the growth to feed our bodies to mend
And
To keep in touch with Mother Earth
Our Mama’s with babies to birth
Give rise to the mounting gift of worth
Within the mounds of earth, unearthed.
Because
We need each other’s thoughts and ideas
Without use of a The World Encyclopedias
To review the History of change
Facts and words we cannot rearrange.
As well as
Basing our study on real events
Digging and planting and covering with tents
Not just to be having fun but…
To tame the sun that burns the tiny seedlings.
By the way…
Ask not why the powerful pull is upon us but
Know that it is what keeps us grounded
As we spin and twirl around.
Now
Nourished by the sun, grounded by the twirl
In the atmosphere we do hurl
Planting the garden, both boy and girl
Gathered together in one great big swirl
Hold on……
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Aug 01, 2017 @ 20:51:22
Profound!
Aug 08, 2017 @ 14:25:06
I admire you. You know that, correct?
Aug 02, 2017 @ 07:39:07
Wow! This is great ..
Aug 08, 2017 @ 14:25:44
Thank you Mona. Lovely words.
Aug 02, 2017 @ 12:15:07
Geniously thought provoking!
Aug 08, 2017 @ 14:27:38
I do so appreciate your interest in the Geniously thought provoking.
Aug 14, 2017 @ 16:20:47
This poem beautifully describes the hurl, swirl, and twirl of mother earth. And, the drawing perfectly illustrates it.
Aug 15, 2017 @ 12:54:06
Thank You Sheryl. Pain gets in the way here and there.
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