Earthly Joys
Breath like a winter's morning,
and a heart like summer's eve.
With roots like an ancient cypress,
and and words like a cooling breeze.
Strength like a mountain high,
yet soft as moistened loam.
In nature I find inspiration,
in earth I find my home.
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