From earthen sky

2 September 2011

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Should I not have had it within

I would live now so frail without

A heart to cling from yet so thin

A lung to inhale air and shout

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I grope with sore fingers too grazed

From a steel wall so fine and sleek

With eyes that from pain are glazed

Pouring softly rain on my cheek

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Dark was the fate that lay ahead

And steep was the winding lane

That lay me down as the undead

Within that shimmering plane

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I called upon Gaia, mother

She hears not so subtle a voice

This chest will foster another

A sibling cry of my own choice

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I nurse in me many a stab

Like petals of flowers so pink

And as they lay me on the slab

My heart in its lotus did sink

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Hail dusk this pink do come and cloak

While I breathe out my living last

And lay me at my crooked oak

In memory of good times now past

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