shel:
Forgotten Language
Once i spoke the language of the flowers,
Once i understood the words the caterpillar said,
Once i smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.
Once i heard and awnsered all the questions of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow,
Once i spoke the language of the flowers,
How did it go?
How did it go?
Once i spoke the language of the flowers,
Once i understood the words the caterpillar said,
Once i smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.
Once i heard and awnsered all the questions of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow,
Once i spoke the language of the flowers,
How did it go?
How did it go?