Nature
So you think it is all right
Fast motors speeding, abandoned buildings flash by
Melting ice caps warm the coldest heart
On her shoulders lies great responsibility
Systematic retention of dire information
While the leaves slowly decompose
Making a soft patch for my feet, cool delicious
Reach up for the not quite ripe cherries
Close my eyes
Spirits close by suspend belief
Choose not to remember
Predators seek shelter from remembering......
Dust to dust
We return to our roots.
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