go go again
duck duck, goose!
migrating over
ancestral routes
for ever young
ever green
spruce
frost bit
fangs fixed deep
to the roots
the reason seasons hibernate to(o)
bear long rest
rejuvenate
we bare fruit
solar powers
activated senses
root in the present
rooted in presence
the newly sprung chestnut shoots
the moon orchestrates a serenade of hoot hoots
the cycles blossom then wither too
in time sun-dried we save fruit
fallen to earth
which sprung from oceans
all ways here
still ... in motion
go go again
duck duck, goose!
migrating over
ancestral routes
emerged above
changing
status quo
embedded below
remaining
ebb and flow
still ... in motion
About the Creator
We the PPUL
"We live these Truths as self evident, that All Kind are created equal; that All Life are endowed by Creator with a certain Will of Life, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Promise of Harmony." E Pluribus Plures ; In Gaia We Trust
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