Whirling with the globe
Standing silently behind me
Trees are lost in thought
...
I desert your sadness while
you oasis my wilderness
When the rains fall
...
Like the teeth yearn for the candy
Like the blood long for the honey
Though I'll get the cavities and
suffer from diabetes
...
The Meditative Trees
Whirling with the globe
Standing silently behind me
Trees are lost in thought