concrete of a city floor, i am
steel bones of a high rise, i am
soils of a vacant field, i am
the trunk of a mighty oak
sewer streams in gutters, i am
flickering neon lights, i am
viscous trails of slugs, i am
feathered flights of hawks
moonrise on the ocean, i am
silvered blue and grey, i am
midday desert sunlight, i am
crimson burn and char
the gardens are all around me, i am
planted here and thrive, i am
just as grown as anything, i am
yet to be revealed
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