It is been all blue since I left the green
and the green has now left me
to look for fresher breaths
Autumn’s masterpiece, I belong
to the artists who flock around
hoeing, ploughing and raking
through the seasons
all because of a mad need to sow
The suns I have swallowed
nest in me
heirloom rings of my age
No longer do I need to be leafed
to feel beautiful
A naked tree is truth
The naked truth is me
A song I hold dear rings clear
A song without fear
A song with all our fears
A song stolen from earth
and snatched from the heavens
A song inside a bit of fluff
A song arresting the floating fluff above
that comes visiting with the breeze
A lonely song that brings succor
to the poet below wandering
with ink in her veins
A poem that becomes a tree
A tree that becomes a bridge
A bridge that the song travels on
The song that is you and me
Silent. Evergreen.
(c)Reena
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