The Wheel Ever Turning

Here upon the ground I walk,

Between tall grass and sage.

In the distance, I spy a lowing form,

Chocolate brown surrounded by gray-green.

I feel an age pass beneath the sun,

Within the blink of an eye.

A hawk twists in the sky,

And below the lowing continues.

For now, my feet must hold me down,

Connecting me to reality.

-M.E. InkOwl

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