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Our Walk through the planet

Written By Rosey Thomas Palmer


Let’s take a walk high up in the trees so the leaves mingle with our hair,

Stretch the soles of our feet down long sinews to tread flat on the soil,

Engrain the colour of the dirt into toughened skin that fears no thorns,

Express assurance that we are one substance with our surroundings,

Not “lovers of nature” but nature itself, just another species, dust grown,

Respecting our oneness with earth, expecting our return to its embrace.