Rivers and Dirt
Langston Hughes spoke of Rivers deep and rooted
coiled and waved these rivers rose again
the river danced over the rocks only becoming stronger
unafraid to stop
rushing
emancipated
and yet segregated from the land
and the soil moved wearily
slow to understand
there cannot be water without land
and land without water is nothing
yet they went without each other
so long suffering
the water waved
fought
and fell from the sky
wanting to be spread across the land
integrated
equal
unchained
slowly the soil eroded into the pools of blue
mixing
cooling
becoming something new
when suddenly there was a day when the earth and water combined
nurturing the trees
the animals
and creating new life
to this day they have not been apart
natural and equal
the water and the dirt
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