Whistle.
Call the wind.
Take the leaf from its branch
And let it all fall, fall
Back to the ground
Face to the skies and stars
As the time passes by.
Whisper.
Summon the rain.
Wash it far away, clean
Then let it drown down, down
Back to the light
Face to the deep and dark
As the waters sweep it high.
Scream.
Anger the sun.
Warm it back to green
But let it try dry, dry
Back to the earth
Face to the heavens
As it decays
Shatters then
Multiplies.
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Life Forms
PoetryWe try to form life Life forms us In this life time We are life forms From His life He formed. -Vivi
