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EAGLE SONNETS: 5, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Flower of the dust am I
Last Line: To let new heavens ripple out of dust.
Subject(s): Native Americans - Religion


Flower of the dust am I: for dust will flower,
Before its final reckoning is had;
And then this dust, in a hot sudden hour,
Shall stagger, veer, and flounder, in a mad,
Tumultuous plunge into that blazing sun
-- Mere dust on fire -- that gave it once its birth;
And man and all his doings shall be one
With the charred cinder that was once an earth.
And then again a brief, unhurried cooling,
More flowers that walk and dream, maybe -- and then
The aged sun will end its scanted ruling
As surely as there is an end to men.
The heavens at last will end, as all things must --
To let new heavens ripple out of dust.





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