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Throw Off This Earth
We wear this earth
and bear the heft of stones,
glacier-galled, polished by
eons of slow crawl
toward far-too-distant views
which call us from
our blue thin-air shell,
this shallow soil where, weak,
the hold of roots restrain.
We struggle to break free
from such restricting strata --
and to expand, as bubbles rise and glisten --
to throw off
this world -- to emerge
new-born from natal egg
and -- freed -- to flee among the stars.
Copyright ©
Leo Larry Amadore
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