Found Poetry 413

10/23/20

the seasons move with their usual logic
farmers expect a reply from the ground
repeated rains assert themselves
the sun suggests a direction for the plants
and the tops of green consciousness stir

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

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