Apr 30, 2008 21:56
a wall of stone will break against the wind it is to hinder
though the great tree that sways
sings in praise
of the life it is and may yet live
words of change
pain
the rain.
Such steady motion
that does dance
with the breeze that blows.
what might, dwelt earthen anchors
under shining heights.
he delights in one only want
the light.
Sit and sing now to me
with the tree
as we sit in his shade.