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Into the Ground

from Simple Toil by Tim Koehn

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You, in that time of the year--
cold season, dry season,
when dormancy's here--
keep that dark feeling deep down:
nothing inviolate could ever be found.
But it waits under ground,
then up in the crown
of that most patient tree
like whom we'd all like to be,
to be both rooted and free,
to be just like a tree.

Strange we don't feel that we feel
love first deep down for the fundamentally real,
not apparitions of need:
urgency, tragedy, the sweetness of greed.
The chorus of voices believed.
Change, well, for that we'd have to personally bleed

Into the ground...

Then up in the crown
of that most patient tree
like whom we'd all like to be,
to be both rooted and free,
to be just like a tree.

Just like a tree.

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from Simple Toil, released February 16, 2018
Meghan Guss on Trumpet

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Tim Koehn Nicosia, Cyprus

Tim Koehn, currently based in Cyprus, teaches for a living but writes and makes music any chance he gets.

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