Maid of Earth Day

Out of the mist

in silver glow

comes a voice

I did not know

This earth is mine

tend it well

all firs and the pine

cedars too

A breath for me

and a breath for you

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NaPoWriMo Day 25 prompt to write an aisling

Earth

I went outside to till the earth

my shovel & my hoe

but this soil with its clumps

needs to be held

squeezed until it lets go

& falls into fine particles

worthy of seed