8.01.2006

Homage to Gary Snyder

No answer, but the question itself brings peace. Nature created this soil, these elements that gave me birth.

Reaching, I grasp a handful of soil. I think of the natives that have died to create this soil. Their past lives permeate my existence. I am born of this earth. I will die and return to the soil. What may I offer the earth in return for this life granted to me?