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Tuesday, November 5, 2013

And Then There Was A Poem~


I stand over you and wonder
how beautiful you must have been
before your fall
and
crash to earth 
with a sorrow of
the crying birds
who
fought for you
under the bluest of skies
with the deepest of
hope
along the rushing river
through the mountains with
the pain of knowing
it wouldn't last
before you'd turn
with your last breath
chewed away slowly from the
pine beetle
notorious
through the
forest so deep
of yesterday with
a slow progression of time
a little too late
beetled away at the
 lush green of your
bowing arms
with no mercy
and
withered bark
as far as the eye can see
devastation
and
with every sunrise and set
laying now 
under the stars 
and
upon an early morning
with a sky of clouds of moisture
crying down with a crash
and
angry thunder upon the distance
over your rutted grave
holding on
to
a miracle in the end
spreading beneath the ground
an almighty gasp of life
reaching up through the dirt
in a colorless forest
a green so bright
a root so tight
a grandmother's voice
long gone
“pine away dear little one
pine away…”


 http://www.env.gov.bc.ca/bcparks/conserve/pine_beetle/pine_beetle.html

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