For The Sunday Muse prompt #43. Image Source.
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Child of Mother Earth,
dust, breath, fire, and water,
from clay formed,
stitched together by
the finger of the Divine.
You, who are a string
stretched taut between
the past and the future
unbroken in the present,
have simmered beneath
the pressure of hell
and high water, bearing
the burden of a message
preserved for you.
But now like a bird set free,
you must take wing and fly.
I call you by your name,
Alafiaoluwa, Be peace.
A Geek's Life 
So many wonderful lines in this AJ! I especially love, “You who are a string stretched taut between the past and the future.” This photo really does make one think of the generations and the passing down of life and legacy. I really love this poem! Beautifully done!
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And thanks for the fascinating prompt as always Carrie!
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Glorious write…love it!
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🙂
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Formed from clay… Child of Mother Earth… we are all one. You must take wing and fly… LIVE LOVE LEARN and pass it on. I love it!
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Indeed, we’re all part of the chain of life.. thanks for stopping by..
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I love, child of Mother Earth. Beautiful-
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Indeed, we are all children of the earth in a sense – thanks or stopping by 🙂
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Gosh, I do love this. So much content and all beautifully penned. The idea of the stretched out string and unbroken in the present is wonderful.
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Thanks for stopping by Edwin 🙂
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Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful writing. 🙂
Thanks.
Greetings from London.
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Greetings received from somewhere North of Berwick Upon tweed 🙂
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