Green

by FTS Miles   Sep 19, 2004


Green as the wondering vision
Of the child's eyes wide...
Green as the grass,
Chilled by the morning wet...
Green as the spring leaves
Before the blossoms begin to open...
Green as the river wild,
Nagging patient on the stoic rock...
Green as the shallow waters
Lapping against bright white sands...
Green as the twilight mountains
When seen from afar...
Green as the sepulchre
At the end of the beginning.

I seek the green.

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