Gold And Green
\nBettie Boo and ru<\/p>\n
The Green
\nThe wind whistled thru my leaves and rushed them high
\nMy leaves bristled
\nExhillarating
\nI was as tall as the sky itself
\nOsmosis coming from my lower pores
\nTwo hundred years as a ghost
\nI had my feet firmly planted in the Loam
\nfurnished with mammal droppings
\nI was at home<\/p>\n
Stirrin about
\nHad not a care
\nThoughts of bingin alone
\nHere I walk this place no one knows bout
\nWind in my hair as i stirr
\nThen I hear a sound
\nComin from near bout
\nWhat was that
\nWas it the wind
\nAre am I not alone as I thought
\nBe still heart
\nIt was but
\nThe wind<\/p>\n
And the Gold glistened in the Morning Sun
\nA seed pod dropped
\nAn unborn Son
\nOr Daughter
\nAnd my mind was blinded to the glint
\nThe warmth of the morning
\nRizing my sap
\nSlowly
\nI began to move
\nSlow motion
\nBut I began to move
\nAnd only the gold could see
\nThis dancing melodic tree<\/p>\n
As that tiny pod
\nBegan to amure though
\nI wondered wit a still mind
\nWhileth I slept was it but a dream
\nAre did I feel a thing of unknowing being
\nCrawl upon my legs and winded its way to me privte
\nAnd here I sprote fore the most beautiful thing I hold here in me arms
\nFor reasons I can not remember but a crackle in the grass
\nAnd here fore now I have these being about me
\nNever the less
\nI will nurse it to my body
\nFor it is but to beautiful of a thing
\nTo just let lay and rot
\nI shallth call it my own for then
\nI will not be along in these unknown alone as before
\nYes I will hold it close to me
\nKeep it warm till life comes then
\nI will be whole never to be alone never again
\nThe glod I see becometh green it lives
\nOh whoooth me it live<\/p>\n
I tangled the warmth in my fibres
\nShe murmured a little at first
\nBut knowing no malace from me
\nAccepted the tree
\nExplored her ovaries did I
\nSo slowly that it took a hundred years
\nEncased in me
\nPreserved
\nCame forth the first leaf
\nOf the mammal tree
\nTurning in slow motion toward the golden orb
\nOur child warmed its leafy face
\nAnd gerntly scratched it’s bark
\nFree of the roots that bound it ground
\nThe Mammal tree set off
\nOblivious to consequence
\nIt stammered toward the bright lights of the City
\nWherein it’s journey would begin.<\/p>\n
And a new world had bloomed for this new found being
\nMuch too learn and far too go
\nNot knowin of what other would think
\nAre say as if they could
\nA new twilight zone in the mist
\nJust the three beings
\nNot even they knew of
\nWhat would become
\nNo words were ever say
\nThey just waz
\nAs they sat lookin far ward to the unknows
\nThey would have to endure<\/p>\n
Written By: Russell Ayres and Bettie Davis ———————— \u00a9 May 11 , 2o11<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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