Fire doesn't end all
This is truth
Black, gray
Feeds the worm
To give to Mother Earth
Ye old mother
To hear her needs
Thou will be blessed
Man, woman and beast
We strain to hear
Awake!
Our bounty is not to spit on
But to reverently hold
In our hands and our heart
For what?
Continuance
Words Count With Mama Zen At Imaginary Garden With Real Toads.
Sixty words exactly from the list Mama Zen provided.
Whew! It was fun.
