Stand Terra Firma

The birth of Eve


Do not trespass upon my goldmine

try to uncover, take or polish my gems.

It is my shaft of discovery

waiting only for me

It is my quarry.


Why attempt to tend,

cultivate, till, harvest,

tame a terrain not your own?

I planted the seed

It is my terra firma.


Why mold a clay

with fraudulent hands

spinning, forming

on a potters wheel meant solely for me

when I am the potter of my destiny?


To understand my true legend,

I must do these things on my own.




Daily word prompt: Tame

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