I put my hands in the ground
Wood and Iron cutting into the landscape
I though of a different time
where the land was connected to the people
my love moves
I want to touch the tender
love of the earth in another
natural
i need more time
sew more seeds
to understand
all that i have been fighting against
all that i have been fighting for
trust
we will grow together
with my hands
my mind
i will not give up until
there is plenty
for all
until i give more than the world needs
until it overflows into and the hungry are full
and the blind see
and we move as we were intended
I will sew
we will sew
don't forget
come with me
we will put our hands in the dirt together
We only rent the land.
There is only one, don't forget.
One beloved.
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