I am the soil you planted
I am the soil you sang
You are the seed that carries life
Into the heart of man.
I am the weedy desert
I am the shallow soil
And the world’s birds find lodgement here
Come to frustrate your toil.
You who are seed and sower
The only life I know
Dig me down deep and bring your plough;
Water and weed and sow.
That there might be a harvest
Out of the heart of me
Hold back your scythe a longer while
Till I am whole and free.
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