The Earth

The vines that wrap around the stoic stones
Binds them without letting go

Barren soil that has no life to give
The tree obediently ages and dies
Swelling waves that struggle to reach the shore
Bear the mockery of the sand
Broken glacier creeping within frozen seas
Waiting to melt in acceptance
Brewing fire inside mountains
Anxious to erupt
Abducting tornado
Rips the stoic stones from the vines
I'm lost again
In this lonely earth

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