Cobwebs binds conscious trees;
Dry leaves spirally waves away;
Friendly thorns with wide smiles;
Here lies serenely the fruits of life.
The beautiful beasts come alive;
Where rich springs falls poor;
Here we find lifeless souls;
Seeking endlessly for the star;
Appeased by steps of praise.
Infinite humming ascending;
Concrete voices singing;
A painless strike of a bow;
To life an unending pain;
We realise the might of the sun.
By:
Beryl Ace
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