I Know How The Grass Works Poem by RIC BASTASA
I Know How The Grass Works
they die and they grow
and they repeat this cycle all over again
even if we are finally gone and buried underneath them.
i know how they are tended and burned,
i like how they spread far and wide and become the green coat of the
mountains again.
what i cannot understand is the departure of two lovers
who slept once under the moon on a dark night on that same grass.
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