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TITLE: This Longest Evening | Previous Challenge Entry
By Jeffrey Snell
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
Mercy;
Bouncing on the loam, or mud
Or Soil,
My time of standing tall ends
Swiftly,
Disturbs the landscape, the sky
Kingdom.
Air where perch once cradled finch,
Squirrel,
Mighty anchors tear the skin
Open
Bring forth blood of dirt, of Man's
Making.
Whether by water, or bolt
Of light,
By determined wind or axe
Head swung,
Drinkers of light and air now
Lay low,
Resting, now for one last change
In hue.
He has chosen the time for
My fall;
Ordained the moment for land
To hold
And feed and regenerate
New growth.
A new purpose, strength to strength
To life,
Nursing young starts, my family
Of sorts,
Making way for fresh shade and
Coolness.
When decades pass, my body
To Mulch,
Those that grew and stand carry
Onward,
Serving in silent life His
Image.
Comforting, cooling, soothing,
Cover,
Waiting for His voice, the great
Release;
That day, to be again what
He made
Before this longest evening
Began.
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