Post by AquarianM on Apr 14, 2005 at 5:56am
Druids In A Modern Age - II:
Visions of ancient trees drive the mind,
Towering brown and green,
Tinges of yellow and red just touch leaves,
Rhythm as ancient as standing stones,
Visual mist breath on crystal white world,
Fade into warm rains and greensward.
We strive to connect through the concrete barriers,
Tarmac footsteps in rubber soles,
Looking at sun and moon and bird,
Trees by the houses but travel food in the cupboards,
Farmers are able to eat of their own dirt,
As long as they can hold it close and live.
Maybe tomorrow when the sun rises,
We'll remember that it's good to eat at home.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 04/04/2005
Towering brown and green,
Tinges of yellow and red just touch leaves,
Rhythm as ancient as standing stones,
Visual mist breath on crystal white world,
Fade into warm rains and greensward.
We strive to connect through the concrete barriers,
Tarmac footsteps in rubber soles,
Looking at sun and moon and bird,
Trees by the houses but travel food in the cupboards,
Farmers are able to eat of their own dirt,
As long as they can hold it close and live.
Maybe tomorrow when the sun rises,
We'll remember that it's good to eat at home.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 04/04/2005