By another name, it is
Softer than the whispering grass
silken scent of primrose
Fruiting hedgerows
summer skies
Clouds like autumn
Maples mosaic
water dancing on leaves...
and Meadow flowers
petals flittering
breaking
rippling
reflections
oak and willow grant similar energy
and give power of ages.
Walk slowly between
two aisles
Stand on tiptoe if you
must.
use your soil to
bend with
closed eyes
breathing
deeply
a fragrance that gathers
in still air under your
face
until
you feel ready.
And if it all seems,
then lean with
ears close to
a knobbly
sturdy root.
Trees are talking
and drumming
and strumming.
That's been echoing
forever on this earth,
Just like trees, in all honesty, do
Virtuoso of resonance
Every eighth note
slakes my thirst
at our world's throat
Thrilling facet
apparent though
tacet, though
mortal coil
Greased with
oil of your
love and your
lust and your
rage, until
a drop of
seeping unending
words like
divining nectar
heavenly elixir
soaring sommelier
& unbridled
Reviving &
burning &
softly &
eternally
Never stop fighting
moon without sun
light that devours
on momentous wings
among other things
Circling within
Valkyrie's Benevolence
& parallel wrath
I'll see you again
dearest elysian