The Earth Remembers Her Beginning

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I am alone
No one but myself
Standing between
Ground and endless sky

At first, nothing
Nothing at all except
Endless, waving grasses

I watch the sky looming down
A blue bowl spread over the earth

I close my eyes and listen...

At first, nothing; nothing at all
But the sound of my breathing

Wind ever so gently whispering
Whispering mystery in my ears
"This is the way the world was!"

Hearing a noise I open my eyes
Realizing I am never alone here
Time flows past, an endless stream

Buildings stand between earth and sky
No stillness
No silence
Nothing





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tkimball said...
Feb. 24, 2009 at 1:01 pm
WOW!
 
Jessica L. said...
Feb. 25, 2009 at 7:09 pm
That was such a great poem!!!!
 
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