Earthen

Earthen, adj. 

To the flight and fancy, there is nothing more offensive than the earthen.  They pale at one glimpse of reality.  The flight and the fancy cannot be grounded—their refusal to exist outside of a corruptible moment makes them incongruent with daily living. 

To live, to love, one has to embrace the earth: the wooded, the hilled—the mottled and the pockmarked.  One has to glory in the reality, in the substantiated, the frailty, the strength, the balance.  To love in mortality is to know the earth, in all that it is.  Not in spite, but because. 

“Glory be to God for dappled things,” the poet said.

I will echo.