Nov 2021
In Love, I watered it
With care.. I adored it;
This ten.. by ten, patch..
just outside, the wire--
at the edge of my fence-line,
daily I gave without, tire
There's a country-side
of wild prairiegrass
that lives.. and thrives..
just beyond my grasp
This grass.. it don't need me
in order to survive..
And all this time
I thought that I was
keeping it alive
Carefully-planted tufts--
windblown, as I sleep
uproot from this patch
that I prayed
the lord would keep..
And on some distant, hill
across these natural
waves, of grain
Uprooted.. becomes, naturally
rooted, again--
Forever, naturally-watered
by a Forever-natural, rain
Maybe, now
I can finally leave
a world that has
never, truly needed me
Why do I still
so much, believe?
I believe....
I believe.
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