My Dead Language

I’ve gotten more than I ever asked for

I’ve gotten more than I ever asked for

And even less than I dreamed

The greater journey lies out there

Out among the birds

But I’m stuck here

In a life without wings

Trapped beneath the trembling soil

You’ve got your love

I’ve got my earth

I tremble too

For that’s where you grow

Under the water

Beneath the snow

Out around the daffodils

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