Monday, March 11, 2019

First steps (Day 782)


Know the mud   slippery and cold 

between your toes   rolling toward 

the hard shore   reaching out 

to meet you   to welcome you home

to receive the pale chalk of your bones 

when   at last   you find yourself sliding 

gently back   the murky water closing 

fast and sure over your head   and 

know that the earth will remember 

where you walked  will cherish 

the traces you left behind   

the small round stones kicked aside 

or stacked just so   

the flowers carefully chosen and 

planted where   every morning   the sun 

might kiss them tenderly and say 

I am so happy that you are here at last


(c) 2019, by Hannah Six

Image: MaxPixel


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