APPOINTMENT BEYOND SAMARA
The little maple
seedling
grew wings..
just long
enough to fly in the air and to spy
his found love below..
He floated down by her side
He no longer needed wings..
he was home.. and began
to grow his treeroots.
(samara: maple seedling.. which flies down like
a little helicopter)
(to P & L Seikel..)
NOT A CASTLE BY THE SEA
He has not given
you a castle by
the sea..
He has not
given you
muntains of
rupees
Only his entire
soul heart and life
has he given
to thee
PHYLLIS
Said God
I grow these lilies
to delight My Phyllis
Fantastic rendition of the life of a Samara. How elegant and peaceful narration here. Well written and keep writing.