I Stumble When I Fall

Who am I
this wounded earth
this silent battlefield
but a lonely tree
rooted in earth
harvested bright seed
thou art here
to comfort thee

Bury your ear
to the ground
listen for that sound
earth does speak to thee

Yet I reply that I stumble when I fall

Peach winds surrender
decayed leaves rain down
like a wooden soldiers
on hallowed ground
bare autumn trees embraces me

Galley of angles spread your wings and rejoice in sound
Feet planted firmly on the ground
Remember I have found that
I stumble when I fall