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Aug 2016
I sit under the trees
these ancient beauties
with wealth and power

The deep rooted secrets
of the past and future

The barks peel and shed
as they reveal the crux

The fruity sap to sate
The pines fall to scorn
At the heart of my grave
The casket where I lay
Visioned,blunt and blurred*
As the sun squares the soil
The branches pave way
The leaves flavour the day

On the ground I walk to reach
I am alive, dead and blessed
I can't feel the throb and pace
I can't hear the cries and pain

On the sky I live in the light
I can't see the dark phrase
I can't touch the old I left
I can't sense the faces I knew

On the ground I walk and reached
A new place of euphoric twist
A destination totally unseen
A scent of the summery lavender

On the bridge I run across
The weight of the change undone
The body and the heart are mine
*My eyes, the soul are a rebirth
SassyJ
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SassyJ  38/F/Australia
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