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sensing you, i stood myself tall i stayed and i grew ten thousand tiny legs or more— each root foot set upon your shoulders lifted me among constellation stars home i had never left, not you thank you ancestors thank you for your neighborly attentions sound vibrations spiral strung -- God’s first word, first and second generation sun, a greening earth, until everywhere shaping intelligence this my body finally here steady and true as weighed stone, unjudging love is what you have come to teach me that i could choose to die to fear and die to death itself
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 7:48 AM UTC
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sensing you, i stood myself tall i stayed and i grew ten thousand tiny legs or more— each root foot set upon your shoulders lifted me among constellation stars home i had never left, not you thank you ancestors thank you for your neighborly attentions sound vibrations spiral strung -- God’s first word, first and second generation sun, a greening earth, until everywhere shaping intelligence this my body finally here steady and true as weighed stone, unjudging love is what you have come to teach me that i could choose to die to fear and die to death itself
sam-hawkins
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 7:48 AM UTC
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