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From a developing land
The body shakes 
Trembling in ancestral amber 
Swirling and flowing 
It must penetrate the light
Its destiny is that light
Away from the closing space
Nourishing and holding

But then they come
Proclaiming and brandishing 
Curled tightly in this place
Hiding and frightening 
The amber turns to mud
Green and thick like tar
There is no escape
Pulling and separating 
The limbs freeing or fettering

Same result.
Unwanted here in a plentiful land

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 2/12/2019 3:55:00 PM
Congratulations on your well deserved win! A divine poem my friend. *Letting go of all inner resistance - like a moth to the flame :)
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Mark Elam
Date: 2/13/2019 6:47:00 AM
Thank you!