(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley
(#43)
Sweat upon my brow
Dries to crystal salt; my toil
Earns ivory crown
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(#44)
Early morning mist
Mother cloud comes home to nest
Earth is safe and warm
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(#45)
Insects whispering
Secrets filled with mystery
As I plant the rice
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(#46)
In the pond I learned
All I need to know of life
Koi glide peacefully
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(#47)
My old white dog tries
To catch the swift stream but he
Only ends up wet
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(#48)
In these callused hands
There is dirt beneath the nails
Strength and wisdom too