Belonging - Alla Renee Bozarth

[Larry Robinson]

Belonging

The small plot of ground 
on which you were born 
cannot be expected
to stay forever 
the same. 

Earth changes, 
and home 
becomes different 
places.

You took flesh 
from clay 
but the clay 
did not come 
from just one 
place.

To feel alive, 
important, and safe, 
know your own waters 
and hills, but know 
more.

You have stars 
in your bones 
and oceans 
in blood.

You have opposing 
terrain in each eye.

You belong to the land 
and sky of your first cry, 
you belong to infinity.

	- Alla Renee Bozarth
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