At the crossroads of here and now
I hear you and obey
My hands will do the deed
Till the soil
Spread the seed
In skyline
We walk for miles
A trailhead
Made muddy by the rains
The sun peaks through the clouds
Slightly brighter than the storm
O’er horizon
Here and beyond
A rooster crows
Oxen yoke
Rings true
I hear you
Kelly K Green 
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