I have hushed steps in rainforest majesty in a hemisphere not my own/scrambled down dunes anchored in valued grasses/fascinated myself/with rolling waves gray green crashing/against my own pallid anger/I have held the hand of a child as we walked the deep red carpet of earth/seeking Gods autograph in solemn admiration/and I count such moments/when the cracks in the carpet of cement and asphalt yield tiny bits of determined weedy heroics/I admire life’s endless struggle to be born in all/ the earth draws breath in my soul

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