To be was not to be
To be was not to be
What was and what is now
A thousand thoughts in your mind
A wind blew through your tree existence
Was it all such howls of agony?
Did the leaves brown to your now state
Of winter chill and no spring in sight
The fruit that fell cleaved by others
Is safe in earths bower and will rise again
In some other place
Yet the scar weeps for you
Mother of your life
Is gone but is there still
Your spirit her spirit entwines your branches
To support not crush your will
Your cankered pain creeps to your trunk
The rain for you a poisoned chalice
No growth no blossom here
A sap to crystallizes your very life
Black clouds these thoughts that float and stay
Hide that healing sun
Loves rays you cannot see or feel
Please let them in and live
For V @ Neil Furby
