Know your place

Too many don’t

Huried out of their soul

No time to go deep

They chase the novel

And forgo themselves

They miss the Sun’s angle

As it shines on their face

Like no other place in creation

They miss their astonishing neighbors

Moss on trees feet away

Life on miraculous, powerful life

If only they had paid attention

Looked up to see the gift of it all

Here you have everything

And only you can be it’s witness

These souls

And this soil

Are your inheritance

Your birthright of chance

Don’t miss it for what’s over there

Instead, dig up that impulse

Like a three year old pulling roots

Whatever it takes

To be here

The love is more than you can hold

But you’d regret it if you don’t try