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A Gust of Wind Vol.3, 8.24.23 “The Storm Will Wash me Down The Trail"

Lay me in glass clippings Fallen leaves, and other discarded piles Let me find rest on laundry stacks unfolded Bury in my blankets, hand-me-downs, downy Rubbed raw, thin from love There is warmth in memory too Find me in the fields out past the back door There is rain in the distance tapping Not yet ready for these greener shores Winding tar-packed roots Guide from stack to stack For when the storm comes over head In prayer, I’m in the yard In heart and mind, well bled To body, rest, unharmed

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