something about the earth
and her
are interconnected
like the way rain rolls down
petals
and the bee's wings
flick away moisture
the rivers flow endlessly
they have no concept of time
eternal
a circle in the shape of a striaght line
flowing into the sea
and out again
somethingabout my fingerprints
are the same
as the fur on a panther
as the legs of a dragonfly
as the roots of grass
as the river
into the sea
YOU ARE READING
digital dance - poetry
Poetryyoure not alone in the way you scream at a god who hears but does not understand or care to learn
