What the Earth Knows

These are the things the Earth knows,
         the secret whisperings of seeds
as they part the soil to spill their greenery into the air
         and the sing-song voice of streams
as they ripple and twist.

and everywhere- the Earth feels the stones turning,
and listens as
they say as much about waking as sleeping.

And somewhere, within furtive silence,
the Earth bleeds--
droplets beading along the silver lines
of old scars, just so that life can go on
with its wanderings.

Wise and precious, these are the things the Earth knows,
         the stirrings of life
as it unfurls gently under the stars
         and the delicate cadence of our sentences
as they catch at the end with a hope
that sounds like the curve of a fish hook-
         like the curve of a question.


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