Monday, November 11, 2019

Darkness and Grass






 I nominate the darkness and the grass
All the cold things
All the quiet things
To remind us that we’re alive
Subtle sting on the face
Shallow scratch to the bottoms of the feet

I nominate the darkness and the grass
Memories of fear
Re-telling of comfort
To remind us how to stay alive
Unknown lurking without light
Bugs and crawlers in the green

I nominate the darkness and the grass
These represent the beginning
They foreshadow the end
To remind others of us after our lives
Return to darkness
Regrowth of grass

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