I wrote this poem wondering about what was the earth doing below our feet.
I thought about the earth as watching us as we came and went throughout the centuries.
It is specifically centred around two lovers going for a picnic in a shady forest.
The poem describes the deep black belts of coal below them rich for the day, but not wanted these times though.
The couple want to be one with nature but know that time is not on their side
It ends by telling us that all parts of the earth matter, clouds, soil, sea and life all being dependent and not to be mastered by any one or thing.
