The world is spinning round
Without making a single sound
It neither clicks nor clacks
It just has a tilted aspect
The world's tilt and the sun
Going beyond expectation
Warmth to the trees
Pollen to the bees
This thing that keeps me alive
Allows life to thrive
And yet I cannot feel it
Not in my mind, or my stomach
Invisible and incredible
Selfless and effortless
Even if I try to feel
Whatever I'm touched by isn't real
No this action, I may comprehend
But the feeling I'll never apprehend
A mother protecting her children
From there tarnished burning end
A self sacrifice, destroying comfort
And I can't feel the effort
Everything she had done for me
And I can't see
I'm blind to the Earth ways
But not from the sun's rays
I was born from your Hearth
Raised on this earth
I'll be buried in her soil
Someday, I'll be coal
Monday, December 4, 2017
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