Pony. Copyright c. 2008, by RLMT. |
And It Came to Pass
And it came to pass
I sat
Among a tabernacle of oaks
Where I was counseled
On the wisdom
Of strength
And it came to pass
I stood
Among a choir of willows
Where the song counseled
On the wisdom
Of flexibility
And it came to pass
I walked
Among the beech and sassafras
A varied counseling
On the wisdom
Of diversity
And it came to pass
I lay down
Atop a mound of moss
A peaceful counseling
On the wisdom
Of wasting nothing
And it came to pass
The earth spoke
The voices of her children
Resonant from the hills and mountains
On the wisdom
Of all things lofty and green
A harmless greensnake. Copyright c. 2010, by RLT. |
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