Aspen Grove

Within the spreading aspen grove, I sought you and, you found me.

I asked your there what we should do, you answered with “I’ll ask you too.”

We touched, we played, grew up in there, drank the water, breathed the air.

In Spring we ran. In Summer flowered. When Fall came cold, it made us number.

Then falling leaves around us grew, and made us blind and brittle too.

When Winter came under the scene, time’s hands grew tough and even mean.

We found a place within two trees, there I sold you and you sold me.

And when we made those two mistakes, the bows all broke, and the earth: it quaked..

Then you fell down, and so did I, I had to burn to reach the sky.

I wished you to a honey bee, so I’d feed you, and you’d feed me.

My wishes spread among the trees, seemed anchored there, please hearts unfreeze.

Then when I begged for deaths embrace, another angel touched my face.

A warming flow came over me, a healing glow my eyes could see.

Spring had arrived, and I could see, that life had reached infinity.

So I would never be alone, but lonely still since you were’nt home.

I laid to God upon the ground, all I had lost, so broken down.

I said right then that I was through, he told me then he still had you.

Within the spreading aspen grove, I found each present, a treasure trove.

She spoke again: “begin anew, and heal each other through and through.”

And then God blinked a Summer day, and we grew up, began to pray.

And then our maker weaved the spell, with a blink we were made well.

I love your smile, your laugh at me. I’ll be your honey. I’ll be a tree.

And if you ever want me there, I’l be the flowers in your hair.

We’ll cycle through each treasure trove keep breathing in the Aspen Grove.