I stretch out towards the sky
My Leans sag in the breeze
Little creatures with wings
Love to sit upon me
We love hearing voices that sing
We even give air to the breeze
We may seem lonely
But our toes sink deep
Connecting us to all things
You are even apart of me
All things that come from the deep
Comes from you as you come from me
We aren't God we came from him
From the very start
©rodsolo
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