Raucous and scholarly
Earthy and otherworldly
Spring buds and elderly
My people are all of these
We are flowers and trees
Wintry gales and balmy breeze
We are droning sleepy bees
Mountains and stormy seas
Waters of life
Rain swept by strife
We beckon and beseech you
And sweetly strive to reach you
We ease and we impeach you
We sermonize and preach you
So many things we teach you
We cradle and we beach you
We take you in our gnarled brown hands
To work and till your hard flatlands
To prime your rugged hinterlands
To soothe and cool your burning sands
To tame your wild badlands
Whatever rocky roads you roam
We want to see you safely home
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DL Minor is a poet
