wallowing in recycled soil
spreading it amongst the
gardens imminent growth --
a big black beetle bumbled
along the boulders of mud
carrying rainbows on its back
ambling amongst the spear
spires of new growth
reaching for the Sol of the sky --
spring sprouts out -
spring out - spring out
without a doubt
where earth meets air
the edges there --
where water meets beach
we are all facing time
as a wave against
formidable eternity --
Springing forward carrying
rainbows on our backs
reaching for the Soul
in the sky --
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