go your way quietly
walk the path gently
be at home
where you are
know your place
about the cyclical round
find affinity with
what you see
intimacy with what
you touch
let your sweat
mingle with soil
let the earth
form round your sole
feel the sun
burnish your brow
follow the contour
of the land
know the shape
of the leaf
gather all at
end of season
fill your hours
with worthy toil
with the tool
that forms to
your hand and
knows your command
leave no mark
where you have been
take the air
as your own
in the brief interval
accorded your time
with gratitude for
the gift of
a generous hand
that expects nothing
but humility and perseverance
in the test of endurance
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