The Play of the Gods

The long grass bends
with a push from the wind
moving without
the cares we tend to carry
when our days are heavy.

Tomorrow there may be
no breeze to mark 
the passing of the sky
over the receiving earth
turning below.

We cannot see
the play of the gods
in the fields before us
even though they have
been dancing forever.

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