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The Black Land

I WILL plough the land, Turning up the black soil. I will ride upon this heaving surface As a boat rides upon the water. Even as a boat Cleaving the water with an eager keel, I have run a furrow Straight across the ridges. I will sow down this field, Scattering gems. With both hands will I scatter Quivering emeralds out of a bottomless pouch. As I tread the loam My feet sink deep. The black earth embraces my ankles And clings to my bent knees. I sing as I go Scattering emeralds. The wind sings upon my lips, And pearls stream off my neck and forehead. I am bathed in a sweat of pearls. Eyes straight forward Rest on a brightening ultimate slope.