The song of earth
We recognize
It courses through us
Makes us dance, moving
To its rhythms
The texture of earth
We learn
It flows through
Our fingers, our toes
Rich with life
Wet with monsoon rains
The color of earth
We wear
The depth of its browns
The aura of its iridescent golds
In earth we see, feel, become
Alive with what gives us life
Giving and taking
Sowing and reaping
Our coexistence
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