Written in Earth

With trembling fingers in the soil I trace these letters one by one The rain will wash them all away Before tomorrow's rising sun Each grain and pebble moves aside As childish scrawls take shape below Like footprints on the cosmic plane That time and weather overthrow I mark my presence in the ground A fleeting moment carved in clay The wind will scatter what I've found And steal my markings clean away The earth accepts my offering This temporary testament To all the days that slip between The fingers of this moment spent The garden holds a thousand names All written, washed, and born again In endless cycles counting days Since first we learned to hold the pen I mark my presence in the ground These letters etched in morning dew The earth will turn and turn around Till nothing's left of what we do