Mitchel David Ring

Thoughts, Stories, The Poem

Let the Earth Bury Me

Let the Earth bury me here

beneath slow winds and shifting sand

dessicated by the sun-bleached remnants piled high—

monument to lords forgotten in the dunes

and yet another waiting to join them and waste away

When the rains return this dead garden will bloom

a deep breath before the long exhale

skies carrying away the last sigh

while deep, deep beneath this morphing façade

ancient blood runs hot through veins of fire

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Got to see the Great Sand Dunes today. I guess you could say it left an impression on me.

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Photo by Vinícius Henrique Photography on Unsplash

Mitchel David Ring

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