The Soil Remembers

"The wind paused to hear you breathe. The soil remembered your footsteps."

The soil remembers every step you made,

its silence carries what I could not keep.

The roots hold fast though all the branches fade.

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The trees lean inward, heavy, unafraid,

their bark still bearing words too long asleep.

The soil remembers every step you made.

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I kneel among the shrubs where you once prayed,

their leaves recall the promises they reap.

The roots hold fast though all the branches fade.

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Your voice was seed, your pen a blade that laid

its furrows deep, where memory runs steep.

The soil remembers every step you made.

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Regret is soil in which my grief is weighed,

a garden tended by the ones who weep.

The roots hold fast though all the branches fade,

the soil remembers every step you made.