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I shall not take a drop for granted Of spring and summer rain. Fertile trickling; the dirt exacted Seep unto my veins. Sweet hydration upon my soul Marry minerals and life therein. Remove the bane of fauna’s toll Look to flora’s withered skin. Seep unto my veins Humble, aqueous divine. Wash away disdain; Birth me from decline. I know not where the sun has fled, Nor when it shall appear again. I do not fear the wintry dread, Blocking light from the ground I wed. So seep unto my veins− Dearest, Sweet friend. This salve runs deep From my roots, So steep− I will bloom again.
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 8:45 PM UTC
Blossom
I shall not take a drop for granted Of spring and summer rain. Fertile trickling; the dirt exacted Seep unto my veins. Sweet hydration upon my soul Marry minerals and life therein. Remove the bane of fauna’s toll Look to flora’s withered skin. Seep unto my veins Humble, aqueous divine. Wash away disdain; Birth me from decline. I know not where the sun has fled, Nor when it shall appear again. I do not fear the wintry dread, Blocking light from the ground I wed. So seep unto my veins− Dearest, Sweet friend. This salve runs deep From my roots, So steep− I will bloom again.
This poem is inspired by the Theodore Roethke quote: “Deep in their roots, all flowers keep their light.”
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 8:45 PM UTC
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