Saturday, July 1, 2017

Nature that 'I' Pretends

Take a leaf
by its silence
wading down the earth
A remorse;
A harse wind howl

All ripeness
has a yellow flavour
Sweetness falling down
Sagging skin;
An old age adage

Take it one
by all faith
The one born
Will get a whip;
Either animal or plant

All past
has one way to go
One more dimension to extend
A timber or a corpse;
A tree or nature that 'I' pretends

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