In My Hands
I have made her
rock
not leaf.
She is the land
but walking as human.
And the land holds
the beetle and the moth.
In her hands
there is a key.
She sees the key
and understands her strength.
Carol Peace 2021
InMy Hands
I havemade her
notleaf.
She isthe land
butwalking as human.
And theland holds
thebeetle and the moth.
In herhands
thereis a key.
Shesees the key
andunderstands her strength.
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