Oh wise and beautiful tree
What wondrous sights you have seen
I wish I could tap into your knowledge
Your eagle eye of the world
Your prophetic embrace would comfort me
and expand my understanding
of a world gone wrong at times
Oh wise and beautiful tree
When did we go astray
I see where the blue meets the blue
When the sun cracks through
and all God’s beauty extends from sea
to shining sea
But something’s happened in between
Oh wise and beautiful tree
Why is there turmoil
in the soil across the land
It grows down the trunks of the pine
like fingers feeling its way through the earth
grabbing and twisting
Choking life
Oh wise and beautiful tree
Where is the faith
And how far is it to it’s well
We need to drink. It is love’s elixir
Love lost is time quenched
The seeds are scattered on the ground
not taking root. Or not germinating… fast enough
Oh wise and beautiful tree
How can we fix this
before it’s too late. Is it too late
Stationary as you might be
The answer must lie somewhere within your tree
As your tender leaf falls into my hand
Is the future simply up to my generation as you say?
© 2014 Mari
I saw the sadness in your eyes
Is this the part where the hero dies?
I miss you
Is there something that you want to tell me?
What is the other part of the story?
I love you
Tell me the lessons to be learned
Is there any one stone left unturned?
Our love runs deep; I knew from the start
But now we must live our lives far apart
How can you find your true love after he's gone?
It's not fair, tell me am I wrong?
I love you
There is something to tell me? Fine!
You will tell me in due time
There is something I want to say
I miss you... every day
© 2011 Mari
Dancing in the moonlight
bathed in its beauty
only we can hear the music
of its celestial glow
The freedom of the moonlight
perpetrates instant
feelings of a euphoric
tantric sensual release
Moonlight snaps, groans
howls and trembles
a visual party of the senses
only chanted from a higher plane
Moonlight laughter heard
by the indigenous milieu
goosebumps cold chills
bliss all felt at the same time
Reprieve!
A sigh from the moonlight
She is tired of our worship of her
but we have only quietly begun and
make plans to return to her domain
Tomorrow