Words and thoughts manifest
A magic spell.
I sing;
Seeds light upon my lips,
Dipsersing from within to float on the wind.
Landing where the may as I dance on my way to a destination unknown.
I will do my best
To speak in tongues of beauty
And love.
And along comes the rain.
Seeds and roots you thought
Long dead come back to life.
Never give up.
Do not let a couple bad seeds
Ruin your love,
Your passion
For the divine flavor of life.
Our poor mother
She cannot breathe
For we have blanketed
Her in concrete
In lieu
Of seeds.
Chole Into Diamonds 