Kit Kelen #506 - you're my tree

506

you're my tree

(song)

all limbs atwine

so worldly

a stretch

and sky struck still

you're almost all inside

then I must be as well

here's sun say

all putting out with spring

leaf beckoning

of rain to fall

trail led here

and bark runs rings

feet clay

you're all blue

and cloud in branches

you were never born

you must have been dreamt up

there's no death in the record

some visit is windcreak

birds tell all

don't believe a word

when you're fallen

you're my walls

and you're my fire

my sun laid flat

stood smoke

and then I must apologize

what should we call

your family together?

which book will I be in

so worldly wise?

I must be the insect

just landed

I'm holding on

I'll take a tune from the stick

in cello

my own voice abreast

I have a feeling this is love

where's the heart?

where's the head?

the crown you wear suggests a soul

just to this creature me

you're my tree