25 june 2016
Tree Fall
They felled a huge tree.
Some Druid feared that it had an afterlife
and it sleepwalked at night
but it was me.
My tracery
my shade.
Beyond the sounds I had landed
here as a seed.
Today I am visiting my ancestral home
my walls and my soil
I am I was.
I am in every tree
every tree was me
a mute, silent submission of learning
the first translator of nature
the sculptured journey in time.
Destruction and eternal fall
I want not to happen
still it goes on
masterpiece of death.
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