Passing decades ripple down River washing away debris I stand willingly Against tide and storm Rising up Seemingly to test resolve Another decade cold feet Bury deeper into ground Toes tickled by roots Holding me fast Another few and my time Will be past With only the memory Of those I sheltered Whether they be ghosts Dreams, or heroes At last
Tell me, dear friend Cool lover So full Of us and potential Do you only love For what you might Obtain from such A warm and generous Soul denying Herself? A sacrificial kind You will humbly assist With their purpose In life? No greater love Than one who Forsakes (you for) Oneself?
If only I could live On native cherries Bugs and berries Tuned in to singing Of sapling gums Swinging in the wind Timed by sun rise And setting Days stretch out And snap back Catapult us Through our lives Never counting cost Not all who wander Are lost
The Painted Lady Saved me today Escaping cool Shot of adrenalin Disturbing a ray We acquainted Under waves Turned tail Nodded shyly Red billed spy From rooftop Provoked a smile Chirpy chatter Sailing treetops Remind me What truly matters