Green

Green is the color of my soul

Of my eyes

Of my newness every lifetime

Of my love

Of the prize.

Emerald like my heart

Like the depths of a lagoon

Like the glint

On deep waters

In the light of a full moon.

You see Blue, at certain angles,

Even grey in the right light

But green is in my spirit

Unruly as

Georgia vines.

Green like the earth,

where I come from, where I’ll die.

Born of stardust,

We’ll return dust.

To our birthplace in the sky.

Can I help but delve into it -

intense interest in everything?

I want power

I want love

But even more, I want nothing.

Green is the color

They’ll remember when they say,

“She was daring.

She was bold.

In her own quiet way.”