Soil entombs no deeper chagrin
for gilded nativity than barned birth
So how does empty blue of sky exult
any more than the brown odor of earth?
Soil Entombs no Deeper
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Home of Have, Poems by Lee Robison
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Home of Have, Poems by Lee Robison 
I like your juxtposition of sky and earth. And you’re right, so often we praise the beauty of the skies but aren’t grateful enough for the humble richness of the earth. I live in the desert and even here even the dry earth hosts a lot of plants and animals. it’s incredible. It’s just not as easy to take a gorgeous photograph as a sky at sunset.
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