The Message
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ellyssianThe Message
By Everett A Warren
July 24, 2007
When the Old Oak speaks
even the young bucks
nod their heads
downy antlers scraping
the forest floor
Unwise is he who inquires
after them to learn
of that which was spoken
for if your ears heard not
the words and your heart
held not the dream
than surely shall you
wander betwixt and between
forever untethered from
whatever hope might bring
like a moth flying
aimless spirals until
your descent finds you
crushed and curled
beneath a leaf
Copyright (c) 2007 Everett Ambrose Warren