Eternity

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Take this feeling from me
and instead
give
me
abandon;
give me the earth-body
made of clay
and roots,
stone heart
and willowed spirit.

Cast me to the wild
at once a seedling
and a wizened oak
give me moss flesh
and dew-drop eyes
and leave me
                    to grow.

Return to find me
years
centuries
millenia
from now.
I will encompass all
as the quaking,
benevolent creature
of my fearsome heart’s desire.

 

© CASEE MARIE

poemsCasee Marie