The earth is dry and dying

Wet wordless whispers bring it back to life

It did not even know it was dying until it was revitalized

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The scent of the earth exhaling with relief floats off the ground and into the air

The smell of life is so strong even the birds can smell it

I'd bottle the scent if I could and breath it in

Whenever I needed to feel alive