6.
immense sea
of flowing green grass
blowing waves in the breeze
beneath a bright blue sky
with brilliant billowy white clouds
floating, drifting in a boundless expanse
wind waves rippling infinitely
spreading forever away
toward the horizon
there in the middle
a lonely island
of a sturdy old tree
knarled limbs twisting
heavenward
reaching upward
against the winds
casting a long shadow
here is a small
barren spot of earth
a furrow of brown mud
across a field of flowers
like a huge soft bed
to lay down upon
to sleep in the lap
of the mighty earth
by Hugh M. Lewis
Buddha Babies: Seeking Reflections Along the Way
1989-90
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