Weeping Willow-In The Woods

If the earth was a willow And you were one too -would earth be weeping So gentle and true? If i was the garden Whereas you could grow -would you hand me your brAnches And grant me your love? In between the lines of your story-flowing through The pages of a book so well prepared the Words leave more than ashes from your pencil When it speaks of tiny stories that happened Through these years I swear that your present reality-disillusioned Obscurity? -will gently wipe away the tears Of wasted seeds How can we go through this -with wounded wing before we learned how to fly How can i control desires -when desires burns on a chilly autumn Night? I will try and make you imagine; The aura where they stand Is filled with little secrets -as written in the sand Naked as a child at birth A question in disguise An oasis in a lonely desert Where lonely unknown lands lie From here and into infinity -humble and timeless Philosophy-you gently wept away the tears Of wasted seeds All the days that have left me And the species i have seen Ahead days will follow -it was only a dream Though my garden is growing Under skies out of blue, And it changes each season Both in colours and in truth You should know that a willow -a weeping bed's pillow- Until all days are through The rain that fall on your branches, Just yearning For a source to feed it's primal need Can make your beauty blossom from within With flowers blowing In the wind-and in seasons to follow....