Every leaf speaks bliss to me ... — Emily Bronte
A chorus of voices singing a softened melody of forever falling
I'm here, calling, wondering, for when the Earth stops spinning,
will we finally find our footing, and break ourselves free?
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Daylight breaking - light scattered into stars
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A temperature of near seventy degrees connects these cities
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Staring into darkness and light, the night begins
to fade away, breaking towards morning,
I'm transfixed, watching the fish in the Pacific
through a mediated feed and screen -
My mind, swimming with possibilities before the day calls me in
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Ripened red berries, weighing down the Rowan tree; birds swarming, beneath
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Here, where seconds eat the day away, I am grateful for the way you shepherd the hours with neither venom nor malice, but only with patience of time's forever clock ticking in forward motion
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On a long walk through woods, I notice only your natural beauty,
but beneath your dress of wood and rock - your back now bent
from the burdens of time and use; our footprints, the weight of the weary,
long, now, these years, and also, worn down to fragile bone - you sigh the sigh of heavens
Uplift your liquid songs, ye eddies bright
— from The River by Manuel Jose Othon https://poets.org/poem/river-3?mc_cid=86adea934a&mc_eid=ed9c8bae96
I taste your words on my tongue, young one – though ancient, too, as the hours before the storm that released you, and the pull from the Earth's center, irresistible – your endless journey from riverbank to raindrop never stops, does it? You are forever in motion, dancing to tides of ocean
Translated into Spanish by Claude/AI
Saboreo tus palabras en mi lengua, joven – aunque también antiguo, como las horas antes de la tormenta que te liberó, y la atracción desde el centro de la Tierra, irresistible - tu viaje interminable desde la orilla del río hasta la gota de lluvia nunca cesa, ¿verdad? Estás por siempre en movimiento, danzando al ritmo de las mareas del océano
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A puddle is river
is teardrop, a creature cropped from beryl sky, a universe of rain
is lifeline, resisting August heat sunshine, an anecdote to pain
is mirrored glass, a moment for reflection, past, a thought within a frame
is surface tension, a pin off-kilter, apprehension, a dream by another name
for #WriteOut inspired by Lucille Clifton's The Earth Is A Living Thing https://poetrysociety.org/poems/the-earth-is-a-living-thing