Wildflower Creek

"WildFlower Creek" 11/20/2021

If this is WildFlower Creek

Then where have all the Wild Flowers gone

Compassion and an Ode

which is patient for older time.

If you live up by the mud birth

and can keep from startling swan

life may keep that compassion, still,

to the age of 29.

If this is WildFlower Creek

see the seasons that expand

will find the changes made in people

form in greater breadth of hand

& if they hone on right in to

where Wild Flowers converse

That sleep and rest of the soul

will wake us to a new Earth.

Muddy and slick with sun descending

and rested birds on bent ash

Those were the feelings in late crisp air

the sights all well seen last.

And muddy banks with pearlish orbs

to corners of drowsy care.

Trailing thoughts of near said words

falling felt in late crisp air.

A great rest comes, and muddy seasons

are nurtured by pearl bright orbs

The sunlight falls into endless dark

and roots tuck down to warm.

Pearl orbs cycle, then deeply resting

Pearl orbs like mindful words.

Where air keeps cold, warm stores its spark

kept scheduled on sangrene charm.

again and up after deep sleep resting

see the world by thirty three

mumbling off and wiping eyes

near a bright early world's high ash tree

All words stained from past lives testing,

all thorns and ugly drift healed

A pearl orb at its peak

from a mint body & refreshed view

Tall and sentient Wild Flowers revealed

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