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Gold And Green
Bettie Boo and ru

The Green
The wind whistled thru my leaves and rushed them high
My leaves bristled
Exhillarating
I was as tall as the sky itself
Osmosis coming from my lower pores
Two hundred years as a ghost
I had my feet firmly planted in the Loam
furnished with mammal droppings
I was at home

Stirrin about
Had not a care
Thoughts of bingin alone
Here I walk this place no one knows bout
Wind in my hair as i stirr
Then I hear a sound
Comin from near bout
What was that
Was it the wind
Are am I not alone as I thought
Be still heart
It was but
The wind

And the Gold glistened in the Morning Sun
A seed pod dropped
An unborn Son
Or Daughter
And my mind was blinded to the glint
The warmth of the morning
Rizing my sap
Slowly
I began to move
Slow motion
But I began to move
And only the gold could see
This dancing melodic tree

As that tiny pod
Began to amure though
I wondered wit a still mind
Whileth I slept was it but a dream
Are did I feel a thing of unknowing being
Crawl upon my legs and winded its way to me privte
And here I sprote fore the most beautiful thing I hold here in me arms
For reasons I can not remember but a crackle in the grass
And here fore now I have these being about me
Never the less
I will nurse it to my body
For it is but to beautiful of a thing
To just let lay and rot
I shallth call it my own for then
I will not be along in these unknown alone as before
Yes I will hold it close to me
Keep it warm till life comes then
I will be whole never to be alone never again
The glod I see becometh green it lives
Oh whoooth me it live

I tangled the warmth in my fibres
She murmured a little at first
But knowing no malace from me
Accepted the tree
Explored her ovaries did I
So slowly that it took a hundred years
Encased in me
Preserved
Came forth the first leaf
Of the mammal tree
Turning in slow motion toward the golden orb
Our child warmed its leafy face
And gerntly scratched it’s bark
Free of the roots that bound it ground
The Mammal tree set off
Oblivious to consequence
It stammered toward the bright lights of the City
Wherein it’s journey would begin.

And a new world had bloomed for this new found being
Much too learn and far too go
Not knowin of what other would think
Are say as if they could
A new twilight zone in the mist
Just the three beings
Not even they knew of
What would become
No words were ever say
They just waz
As they sat lookin far ward to the unknows
They would have to endure

Written By: Russell Ayres and Bettie Davis ———————— © May 11 , 2o11