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Love In the earth somethings turning
something squirming, something yearning
In the earth a dream is burning
wishing so for cleansing rain
It is love so undying
A love that's sick of lying
Upon the wind you hear it sighing
As it whispers out my name
It wants to crawl out in the daylight
Stretching out, standing upright
Shake free the shroud of cold spite
Let it clatter like a chain
Upon its face a star-crossed smile
And yet its been there all the while
As long and ancient as the Nile
Deadly as its flooded plains
Rob Crocker ©2008
