a noon ritual,
the saying of her name
credit a leaf for longing
a leaf fans the pain
wounded trees weep like no human ever has
rate your pain a pittance
compared to the tears of trees

mere human pain--
stand by a mourning tree and
witness your moondrops of sadness in magnitude
the leaves of wounded trees
will find you sympathetic
they are natural bodies of appreciation
if noon finds one crying, weep along
~~
..(C)1986/2012 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram
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