Poem 37: How can i be poor?

Autumn Wind Changes Direction. Pencil and pastel on paper. Guru Hari 09.23.2020

How can I be poor when the Earth below supports me?

How can I be poor when the sky above fills my cup?

How can I be poor when the oak tree next door talks to me?

How can I be poor when the quaking aspen sing?

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