Found Poetry 558

2/14/21

the Earth tells us it has wept
in cellars where time is kept
a sanctuary of salt and rock
rain pours into the cave
drips down the walls of memories
water sinks into each groove
its minerals weather but also strengthen
and what is left will some day waken
making the jump out of solitude

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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