If legends lived eternally,
My Momma would live longer
Than the Trees she planted
In her Home Garden

If birds could walk,
Man would have seen and understood
That the sky was never the limit
And flying high is as creating your own path

If trees could talk,
They would teach man to not lose their roots,
And forget who they are
For a soul without roots is as dead as a cut tree

If rain could sing,
Its melody would play
And man would hear
That sometimes it's good to let go of the hold
For a thunder is not appreciated as a sweet rain

If emotions could speak,
They would tell man that they're guides,
Not obstacles raging in the night
But omens to the Greater Self

If I could write,
I'd tell you what I know
And you'd tell me what you know
But we hide and never write