The earth and the worm

poem by Ruth Salles

Where is she?
By land.
she rides in waves
and open wings
between the hard walls
under the ground;
and the dark walls
makes new,
soft and soft
to the mine.
filters fine rivers
where it digs;
wet breaths
for the plants.
long labyrinths
she braids,
where life flows,
that renews
How it eats the soil!
And he soon
to the ground reverts
quite diverse.
Is it born of its wake?
fertile land.
The earth and the worm:
fine exchange.

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