Red Bird, Red Earth

Arise again from the ashes

Emerging from the ground up,

Hands in the earth,

There’s still mud,

There’s still mud,

And some shit too,

Some my own,

Some another’s,

The difference is

I can see it,

I can smell it,

But instead of stepping around it,

I’m putting it in a shit bag and throwing it out.

Cleaning space

Making space,

Being in space

And still keeping ground.

#365daysofyogapoetry

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