Dark green depths of death,
where waters trickle and laugh
and tiny flowers dart
in the sweet fresh breeze.
Pull me into thine un-dulled depth
and make me one with thee.
Blend my body with thine earth
fashioning a sullen element.
To pause in a moment of fear
and everlasting awe,
to drink thy beauty still
from life’s edge, up here.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 9:48 AM UTC
Dark green depths of death,
where waters trickle and laugh
and tiny flowers dart
in the sweet fresh breeze.
Pull me into thine un-dulled depth
and make me one with thee.
Blend my body with thine earth
fashioning a sullen element.
To pause in a moment of fear
and everlasting awe,
to drink thy beauty still
from life’s edge, up here.
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