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I Walk Along The Road

I love nature bare|

Bare as the bears searching the rivers for salmon|

Bare as the deer roaming the woods|

Crossing the street until that fatal accident comes in the form of the bright light it sees just before the light shatters into pieces and darkness takes hold of the scene|

I walk the rocky road bare|

To feel those rough edges caress my feet|

I sleep with no tent|

The leaves from the trees are all the shelter I need|

No backpack hunching my back|

I search and gather my meals to fill the nourishment of my needs|

The stars lead my way|

So I hunt for the night|

Without a compass and follow the glitters in the sky|

I don't boast about my accomplishment|

Because I have yet to accomplish anything|

The shared journey between my feet and I as I bare my soles into mud|

And cuddle without awakening my desires|

Allowing them more sleep before they awake me from my dreams|

Love every inch of land like this were your holy land|

Black Elk speaks from cracks that lie upon the soil|

From inside flourishes a rose that was laid to sleep alongside a road of mislead walkers and misused hamlets|

A Copper Mine steals the mind|

The road worker erodes the road's work|

The land owner isn't the owner but rather is owned by this land|

A billboard is not in the middle of the road|

A billboard is the end of the road|

The cliff hangs unbalanced until more nourishment is given back to the giver and the balance can once again be restored|

Don't abuse this land|

Let the land abuse you and spoil you with its wonders that lay hidden in this clouded fog they call an industrialized and progressive landscape|
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  1. Philippa DrakeJanuary 13, 2012 at 4:02 PM

    A very rich piece with stunning imagery. I started my poetry blog 'Enclosed in Wings' at the tail end of last year. Feel free to pay me a visit!

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  2. Edgar VillatoroJanuary 15, 2012 at 4:48 PM

    Thank you. And ill be sure to check your blog out. I'm always looking for new blogs to follow

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  3. Philippa DrakeJanuary 18, 2012 at 10:41 AM

    A powerful exhortation to take care of our world and how industrialisation can spoil the natural beauty.

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