April storm

Some machinery became stuck
in the fields
in the mud
in the muck
yet the trees grew and birds flew

it did seem we were to be swallowed
like the earth was in a hurry
to reclaim
its dark wood and delicate leaves
so tender-light
and stronger than us.

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