Connected.

Take me from sink, fridge and oven,

let me eat blackberries straight from the branch,

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from screens and canned music

so I can hear birds sing while bees hum,

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from air conditioning, heating and showers,

let sun be my warmth and raindrops refresh me,

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from neon, flouresence and LEDs,

the moon and stars will light up my night,

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from bricks, concrete, timber and tiles,

trees are my walls and sky my roof.

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Take me from carpets, tarmac and gravel,

let me walk upon earth;

connected.

–

Elaine Morris (c) July 2015.

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