Monday, July 27, 2009

OneWord

Soil
She dug at the dark soil with her bare hands. It was cool and smelled of the earth. It settled under her fingernails as she created a hole. She placed a seed in the hole. She smiled as she swept the dirt over the seed. "Life giving life", she thought. The soil feeding the seed, the seed returning to the soil.

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