If the trees could talk they would scream out for help, they would call your name and hope for an answer. They would succeed in where I have failed, they would spread my word until it got to your doorstep, they would tell you what I never had the guts to say. They would tell of how yours is the face that haunts my mind. I can only hope that one day these trees will talk, if only my voice could be heard with your eager ears, if only the trees could talk.
Wonderful! A beautiful lyrical piece! Yet, trees never talk, ad we all need certainties...it is not enough to hope that things be such and such, that some words are meant to be spoken...we fear being wrong....and thus need to hear them...
ReplyDeleteI will be reading you soon!