A man is made of dirt,
About him clings the scent of earth,
Mossy darkness, animals.
A soul enmeshed in trees and swamps
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I love this promise poem.A beautifully written message of love. Wonderful read
interesting to read this one when just a few days ago i was doing yard work and meditating on dirt and considering whether to start a poem on it. my meditation took different turns, but i certainly relate to the one this poem takes. something i'm convinced of is that considering our origins, it isn't healthy to be far removed from dirt, from bird and cricket sounds, from flower scents... i know it helps keep me in balance. -g