I Stumble When I Fall

Who am I this wounded earth this silent battlefield but a lonely tree rooted in earth harvested bright seed thou art here to comfort thee Bury your ear to the ground listen for that sound earth does speak to thee Yet I reply that I stumble when I fall Peach winds surrender decayed leaves rain down like a wooden soldiers on hallowed ground bare autumn trees embraces me Galley of angles spread your wings and rejoice in sound Feet planted firmly on the ground Remember I have found that I stumble when I fall