Birthwrought

Earth and stars

 

For all our hunger to be off

This blue Earth to make community

With all the suns of all the galaxies,

We may not dismiss its brandmarks

That, alike, births and slaughters us.

Each cell of our flesh cups its drop of ocean,

Gasps for a wisp of its skies

And our bones are configured to know its shape and bulk.

No matter what azimuth or force

Vectors us away,

We are shaped by its hand

And cannot deny our parentage.

 

 

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