Turn

your turning
presses seeds
into the earth
she sings them a lullaby
they sleep
though you
keep turning

your turning
breaks ground
at dawn
seeds stretch in their beds
they rise
while you
keep turning

your turning
awakens buds
who remember
what it is to bloom
they open
and you
keep turning turning turning . . .

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