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Element Earth
We come into this world, kicking and screaming, like boisterous butterfly birth. We have nothing to our names, but flesh and bone that bear witness, of Element Earth. Copper granules mixed with sunshine and water (amalgamations like boy meets daughter) an investment that pays off with emerald leaves - the earth is pure potential that the angel's weave into little yous and little mes (let's not take grace for granted and make the great father grieve) ... rather let's step up to the plate with dirt beneath our nails and heaven in our eyes. Everything I've learned, from dreary dreams, tell me it's not a time for sleep, but a time to rise. For we are made of Element Earth, formed as stewards for the planet from just a whisper and lumps of granite. Who can measure our worth? (except the ethereal esophagus) Are we blessed or are we cursed --- dreaming of sarcophagus. We are doomed to fade! We are destined to bloom! (in this big universe I believes there's room for me and you and everyone) But pure potential - though essential - is hard to tame. What kind of earth are you? The acorn seed, buried deep, with lovely dreams of growing, or the famous statue, The Thinker, whom contemplates knowing. Written March 6th, 2016 For the Elements: Part 1, Earth Contest Hosted by Brian Davey Placed 1st
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