You know how when you walk
Through mud each up-step
Involves a suction-pop telling
You you’ve left the earth
One step at a time, she being
Unwilling to let you go?
You might try dying
And break loose, but
She’ll hold you fast to
What she needs, and if
God lets you watch your
Remains, you’ll be
Appalled. The mud you
Slid through becomes you.
In all the earth there is a
Great coming back to what
Will be whistled out of
The wind, and in that
Bristling sound all of us
Will sense the force before
Which all of us answer.
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