simple and unashamed you stand in semi-nakedness
no mist veils your metamorphosis - once
in autumned grief i would mourn the fall heart
torn by the anguished cry of shedded leaves

and now oh now oh how

my thoughts go to the song of trees
whose harmonious melody is renascent joy
lyrics word the unveiling as an art
when nakedness is not denuding nor

leaf's fall a sacrifice and in your
novemberness today O tree I see a sage
liberating the old making space for the new
and rather than weep for the death of leaves

i celebrate the everspring of your gestation
in my heart i envision you in emerald
renascent laughter rustling your resurrected
dress flirting whispernesses to the breeze





~ m.a

11/06/2008

Posted on 11/06/2008
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