Soil – the lover


Ever the patient lover,
It will wait until the end of time,
To embrace you, caress you,
With earthen blanket, cover.

There is no greater a relationship longing.
Until your last breath and beyond, it waits.
We want to be accepted whole and it is the only thing in the world that accepts us, sins and all, we’ll all ultimately be loved and return to our forefathers loins.
Earth, receive me well.

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