Collection: "Meeting With Aliens"; Photo: "Night Town"Copyright © Paolo Campisi, Sicilian Family Productions,
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To Breathe The Earth
To breathe the earth,
with its dampened odor arising.
To walk the earth,
at the hour of twilight.
To be touched with the fingers
that rise from the fields.
Stepping in the muck and mire
mud of the stream,
barefoot,
a place where no one is seen.
To bathe in the sweetness of nature,
with her fragrance to touch the soul.
To breathe the earth.
P J Campise
