An Equal Return

We found a young snake on the road.
We found a young snake on the road.

It was November but felt like spring.
The month had shed its skin.

What shall we do with a serpent
When stars are the tail of the sun?

What shall we do with the earth
When we are beings of a dream?

We didn’t know where to find its den.
It swam from my hand like something Zen.

It’s a gift from the earth to catch a dream.
A gift to the earth to return the seed.

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