i change and turn,
a buzzard soars into
the sky, a sharp cry
a stone breathes slowly,
ants climbing the moss.
a river burbles near,
and wind and rain
bring the scent of soil
and grass and flowers.
it is still cold here now,
i have to walk on.
all tears cried will end
in the vastness of the sea,
all pain will be transformed
and all longing will find an end
the earth turns and turns,
blood turns in my heart ,
our dreams turn and turn
and we breathe and breathe
i know my home
is in the stars, and i know
nothing will remain but ashes
and a sparkle of light
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