The ground, pushing up,
pushes me up and again
out of my own way.The ground, seizing me;
The power of the still earth
pushes me aside.The powerful earth
pushing its power upward
through my own two soles.
Seeking?
The Quote Box
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
— Jan Glidwell, St Petersburgh TimesThe Cat Cam
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