Monday, November 28, 2011

Color Wheel of Life


Red dirt, thick as clay, embedded in my nails
And the blues of my eyes are clouded gray with tears

Water colored golden leaves change their minds to orange
Only to fall to the ground, to change their minds to brown

And my branches are brittle because you drank the last drop
And my branches are brittle because you drank the last drop

But the earth is still mud beneath my toes
The earth is still mud between my toes

Then all of a sudden, the ground starts to harden
My legs firmly planted like trunks of a tree

Tiny birds gather and hover and wonder about my limbs
Full of life, full of love, but incased in thick black bark
Incased in thick black bark

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