Earth
Is a waiting room
With waterfalls and flowers
With animals and
Rewards for your patience
If you sit still
You can watch living things
Grow
And
Grow
Until it is clear
That we all know
After the waiting room
We disperse into all directions
Into any or many or no
Directions
Feeling any or many or no
Emotions
Plant your feet in the earth
Dig them into the sand
Earth will surround your feet
Hold them
For only moments
Broken down into
A dream
With any or many or no
mistakes
Staring at the horizon
Where water meets sky
And the messiness
Of meaning and purpose
Dissolves
Into puddles that pool around your feet
Planted
In the ground
Or sinking into the sand
Earth is a waiting room
And
always has been
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