Won’t You Come?

Won’t you come with me
To the place where the hummingbird dips its wings
A tiny bowl in the sky
Reverberates its whirring by

Won’t you come with me
To hear the song earth’s motion sings to the sun
Its cries contoured by gravity
Are as the call of stones, plunging into ocean

Won’t you come with me
To dwell in the home of the roots
Gnarled and still burrowing, older than bone
Wherein lies the marrow of tomorrow
The dance of my love

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