Grounding
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I need to feel the ground.
To see the walls I've built,
while silent halls resound,
fall finally to the silt
I've buried things I know
I need to feel. The ground
has held them fast below,
it's time at last they're found
When reason comes unbound
and grief heels at my feet,
I need to feel the ground
beneath me is concrete
To find that golden land
where mind and soul are sound
and none but hero's stand,
I need to feel the ground
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04/12/2018
Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2018
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