Found Poetry 1,076

8/11/22

nature talks in ripples
that intersect our skin
she rejects nothing
except borders

we sit at the biggest table
we all have chairs
food and water are magic
everything is made from her

when we are full, we die
we ripple outward
wailing for taste, but thankful

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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