Germination

Beneath our feet, the pick blows, to left, to right, further on.
And all this time, we've known.
The ground will change its face,
its soil,
forever.
Beneath our feet, spirit of a spring breaks in strength the way.
Beetles on a leaf laying eggs away.
And the sound is theirs.



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