The Bermuda I stepped out on the Bermuda grassThinking how thick it is sown It is so lush and greenAnd so vastI forget all worries or foesAnd just run in the gleamWith nothing to heedWith nothing to think about, I just goTo all of this I am keenI run for this is my deed I run so fastI am the quickest you ever seenSomething like this is what I needSomething I can not passI run through it with my naked toesI run through this particular weed
plant a tree in me Plant a tree in meTo feel the roots grow deepThe trunk stretching the skinHow interesting that would beTo stroll in constant shade Observe the gentle dance of the canopySerenaded by song full birds An experience I would not evadeTo watch the lichens growAccepting the grubs that bore within To carry this immense burden All of this with spirits lowThis is my blessing, and my curse Were I to cut free this monolithic parasiteAnd be left with the sweet sad cavityI would have the happiest wounds to nurse
Sta.sh
