Bursting forth in shades of green,
Growing up and digging deep,
I envy strength found in the trees.
The birds sing secrets, soft and sweet
But never translate truth to me.
The blue horizon can’t be reached,
Like promises you didn’t keep .
Now I am changing too, it seems.
Down grassy paths, my tired feet,
Uncertain where the road may lead,
Are leaping troubles unforeseen.
Warm, brown fields are ripe for seed,
But roots don’t grow for tumbleweeds.
No place to rest or sow and reap
And I am lost, alone in need.
Betraying earth for wild seas,
I cast myself down far beneath,
And sink through water black and bleak
And fade from life to go to sleep.