I love your beginning,,,"the earth write its poems on blades of grass" I will think of them now whenever I am lying on a field of grass..which during the summer is often,,,
What a lovely thought... the earth creating poetry from its very center. I loved the line about "kneeling upon its sonnets." There is a magic about nature, and about how you portray it, Susie. Thanks, Amy
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I was physically a lot closer to the grass when I was a young child. Probably not mental enjoyment closeness though back then.
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K
Truly inspired - I loved LOVED this.
Hank