Wednesday, 8 August 2018

🍄Mushrooms 🍄

The grass....
Ancient lores it sings...
How many times i walk upon these grass beds...
They said they know...
And kissed my foot and injected earth into my vein- infected i start wishing to live more for another hundred years...
Tospread my smiles into His eyes... and he to transfer it to millions of small mushrooms....

The grass told
You have so many children from your previous walks...
Where ur face was different
U laughed differently...
He held you differently
Close to his heart
Children crawling all around you...

You had a different name and a different face the last time you walked upon us...
You had a large family...
And U said u r alone...

🍄Mushrooms 🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄

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