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Weeping for the Past

World stretched thin, brittle- Held in the hands of Mother, Weeping for the past.

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Earthen Gifts

Walking through the desert with mountains ahead.  The heat is oppressive in midsummer,  light and heat shimmering off the ground.  The land is quiet; the animals are asleep in the afternoon heat.  Through paths and washed out ditches we walked,

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Rivers of Color

Rivers of color Melting into the soil Summer in winter

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