Spirit Litter - another try

There is a seed,
one that needs feed

There is a hole,
one that will house a growing soul

Shovel is near,
dirt beside ready to share

Clouds up high,
looking down from the sky

Tears ready to shower,
giving to the seed its natural power

Life will form,
to breed a swarm

Colors come to roll,
on a two sided bowl

As joy is born,
hell is torn

Leaving us with chance,
to set forth a new stance

Spirit Litter

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