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 TERRESTRIAL
RITE
Her terrestrial rite
nourished on decay
transforms seed
holy in loam
Her root memory
labors into light
obedient to the sun
The mystery
Quiet greens'
showy celebration
volunteers dusted stamens'
charmed fragrance
She understands
swollen pods drying
dropping seeds
on the solar journey
I understand
beauty and sorrow.
Paul J Stankard
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