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EARTH SPEAKS by ETHEL CASE COOK

First Line: BENIGN ACCOUCHEUR MOVING THERE
Last Line: MY FLOWERS GREET THEIR FATHER, SUN.
Subject(s): SUN;
Benign accoucheur moving there
And spreading gently sheets of rain,
What garland colors will I bear
Who suffer such expectant pain?
Preparing me for coming birth
You smooth my brow all heavy-veined --
(You drift, your step no step of earth;
Instead, a distance lightly gained.)
I labor calmly, patient, while
Your skillful fingers aid my cause;
At your resourcefulness I smile --
You handle fog like wads of gauze. . . .

Now drape this rainbow; I am done;
My flowers greet their father, Sun.



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