strength

I am strong
I am
of the earth

I hear the slow melodies
of the underworld
as it moves

I reach deep
at least as deep
as I stand tall

the earth
and I
we
will not be moved

~

you are strong
I know I have touched
your boughs
no-one can make you move
I’m sure

rest awhile
I will rustle your leaves
with my song
rest
rest
as I sing you
and we sway

and bend
move with me
while I sing aloud
the song
that turns into
storm
back and forward
can you lean
any further

blow blow
blow
I will blow

you
will fall

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© Frank Prem, 2017

Poem #15: the day away