And the fields may not call to us, like they do the farmer
but there are still fragments of soil in our veins
pieces of clay in our bones, an echo
of the divine in the sky.
And when we taste the fresh fruit again
we remember at least a part
of our history and
how we loved
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
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14 thoughts on “Remembering the Earth”
Beautiful! Like our lovely Earth 💖🌏💖
Yes! The earth is so beautiful. And there’s nothing like fresh fruit on a warm summer day. Thank you Trini and peace to you!
Yes, I agree! 😊💖🍉🍇🍓🍍💖
I love your poem, very inspiring, Nicodemas. Earth… our history and our destiny… Oh, and the lion is back 😊
Wow, so cool! Thank you Erika, I’m really blessed by your comments. Peace!
You are welcome, Nicodemas 😊
I love this place called earth we live on. I never stops showing a new part of its beauty, and it’s always teaching us lessons.
Yes, for sure! Thank you Connie for your wonderful comments. Peace to you and blessings!
Lovely words, it reminded me of our ancient connection with the earth, how we are all part of it…
Yes exactly! Thank you Samantha, I love your comments. Peace to you!
Thank you Sylvia! Peace and have a great weekend.
Thank you for your awesome comment! Peace and be blessed.