Jason Lyle

June 12, 1991 - Orange, CA


My Mother’s hands are stained with earth.
Her heart lies deep within its silt and soil/
They tell each others secrets.
I know this because, when
Her eyes brew a grey storm,
She whispers,
“Tomorrow brings a blessed rain.”
And when she speaks
Of life and of love.
The earth stands still to listen.
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