The Spicebox of the Earth
The womb of life
The holy ark
The gift of Seed that heats
And stirs the womb
Spicebox of the earth, it
Tastes of soil and cinnamon,
Fertile soil the warm
Spring rain
Parts the furrows
Makes possible
The womb impotent without
The silver spark of seed,
The lightning that splits the
Earth, salty rain. moist
Dew.
(C)2013 by W.G. Milne
