eternal

i am thrown on the fire
i am the crackle in the night
i am the spark that pops
with firecracker light

i am scattered to the wind
start from scratch again

fall through cracks
down to seed and root
spread my desire
until you see my shoots

i will rise to the sky
stretched high and wide

you pause in my shadow
you linger in my shade
i offer you protection
shelter where you’ve laid

i was born in this ground
cut down where i’m found

i am thrown on the fire
i am the crackle in the night
i will always burn
but not without a fight

 

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Pine

Oh, pine of the park
Dressed in shaggy sleeves
Delicately laced with needles
Instead of fluttering leaves

Light blue morning clouds
Sunshine filtering through
Bright green on top
What I dream about is you

Birds sing
Breathe in spring
Distant bells ring
You’re my favorite thing