LIVE OAKS LOVE SONG

We were trees together

Growing face-to-face

Leaves delicately entwining

Like earthy bridal lace…

Below the mammals scurried

Carving out their frantic trails

While we stood patiently

As they tripped over holy grails

We see their futility

Though they bravely do not quail

They have the Earth to roam

But reality is so frail

We bow to none but the wind

Safe in our sacred space

And we trees would never trade

Rootlessness for love’s embrace…

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© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Live Oaks Entwining