Here I am in Greenwich park once again
to visit my aged and majestic friend
it's limbs reaching to the heavens
waiting to relinquish it's burden
My life to this great Oak is transitory
in less then 50 years my visits will become ephemeral
and as I, redundant of body then,
will be able the reach it's Acorn crown
To blend in it's greenery
merging with it's nature
to again become one with it
and watch the maelstrom of life's struggles
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 7:38 PM UTC
Here I am in Greenwich park once again
to visit my aged and majestic friend
it's limbs reaching to the heavens
waiting to relinquish it's burden
My life to this great Oak is transitory
in less then 50 years my visits will become ephemeral
and as I, redundant of body then,
will be able the reach it's Acorn crown
To blend in it's greenery
merging with it's nature
to again become one with it
and watch the maelstrom of life's struggles
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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