A Question For Oak Trees

Oak & starsThe oak trees have called
for you

They asked about your name

What if you’re no longer fit for
their spirits

standing

out
upon
the stoic plains

What if someone else is there

made with a heart
of the grass’s song

What if you don’t know the
celestial languages

born to an unliving nation

Maybe your loyalties are
like the wind

You won’t know
the temple where my body lays

in
purple twilight

underneath
Andromeda’s dancing

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