"When air and land go hand in hand"

Soil and Sky

Small planet of a fading star
I know how it feels to be small
To feel like a fading star too
Or planet smaller than you are

You two and I know after all
That "might makes right" was never true
That greed is rotten at its root
And that the proud someday must fall

My world! My day! This right-sized earth
And sun which bring the field to fruit
Are synthesis of death and birth

I hear the singing duststorm call
When air and land go hand in hand
And wonder sadly vainly why
Men cannot live like soil and sky

+Steven Curtis Lance



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