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The Earth is Yellow


A poem by Peter S. Quinn


The earth is yellow,

Under the winter's aglow;

Spring will come and grow,

A seed from under the snow.

Sleepy old forest,

With branches so barren;

Now you must adjust,

For the new and the foreign.


The earth is quite old,

Where shadows shall dissolve;

For winter can not hold,

What must revive and evolve.

The mountains become blue,

From distance faraway;

And everything come through,

With midnight sun and day.


The earth is my mother,

And with here I shall be;

Like each my sister - brother,

For all the rest of eternity.

Catch as catch you can,

The gold of green and new;

Now returns summer's van,

For youthful thoughts and hue.




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Taken on March 9, 2006