The world races to be the fastest spinner My feet burn off in the rush Let her go

LET HER GO

The world races to be the fastest spinner

My feet burn off in the rush

Let her go

Let me be buried in her dirt

Let petals hesitate over my body

As if I were a dog bone buried there

Let my kinship be with the earth

with petals and bones and colonies

of ants

Until the world spins herself out

And the universe takes me in