I Love Dirt! Even when poor, bland, dusty gray,
malnourished with no visible creatures crawling,
it is striving, maneuvering, clawing for sustenance
which we humanoids doltishly claim---and destroy  
as ours in our ignorance of life's cycles and needs.

Dirt life will survive. Microbes are the living flow
with an innate Atlas persistence stronger than ours,
a will to live, to build by devouring---then sharing
a bite here, a bite there, yielding a crunch to savor
for them and for us; a taste of hope on craving lips.

A persistence of billions of living, moving lives
flow unseen by our minds and eyes, self-duped to  
cherish only ourselves, not Archaea, Bacteria, Fungi,
Virus, Protists or any of those "creepy nasty things"
which are our true Creators, Sustainers and only Hope.