An earthen man,
I take my
stand,
to live and
laugh upon the land.
I feel the earth.
am made of
earth,
and one day
shall return to dirt.
I long for earth,
to feel the
earth,
to tread
the clay of which I’m made.
I need the earth,
embrace the
earth,
in love to
sow what lies below.
Earthen Passion, Life to urn,
Jars of
Clay and earthen Heart,
Clay afire
to Furnace burn
Flame to
ashes, earth to Hearth.
I long to press on earthen sand.
to greet
Soft dust beneath my feet
Clinging,
sticking as I stand.
grounded to
ground and stable beneath.
So Rooted, grounded, in the earth.
yet
yearning…longing for rebirth. [recitation should pause here]
I kneel to earth, and make my pleas.
That Thou
forgive my lack of ease
When thee,
who call and beckon me
to walk
upon the sea.
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