Take all that i am,
And ground me into dust.
Spread me far-across your land,
With only clouds abstained as touch...
Sprout thy stems-with upward surge,
Through the crusted skin of earth.
Belay all doubts, and trust thou word-
In faith wed vines, in skies denied at birth...
Twine thou guidance;beguiled of root,
Quenching thirst-thy depths subdued.
Provide them with, ends fitting thine shoes-
To perforate earth; with spun webs of you...
