When we eat

the bread you bake, we should taste
the grain before it is crushed, give thanks
for the chaff cast out, look under our nails
at the dirt we carry with us, same as the field's
where now the wheat climbs toward
the memory of the last winter clouds
pulled under by the weight of the first
warm blue sky.

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