Land of My Hands
This is the land of my hands
crafted, cut, and redrawn
reaping the harvest of the cone
slaughtering the children of antiquity
growing cluttered and choked together.
Choosing a stand and remaking the land
into a presentation of the past
spreading space and shade
creating and revitalizing niches of life
paths and ways will be remade
where game will flee and predators feed
in the re-envisioned habitat
that took the form my saw decreed.
