In the lap of a tree – K.B

In the lap of a tree

 

 
In the lap of a tree,
I sang my song.

There were
Butterflies,

A scent of love,

Sweet perfume
Of flowers
And my own.

In the lap of a tree,
I was rocking
Like in a cradle
In the sweetness
Of acceptance.

In the lap
Of tree,
I was drinking
From the roots.

In the lap
Of a tree,
Chords
And strings
Were playing

On a terrace
The sun was shining
And the body was
Free

In the lap of a
Tree,
There were no
Insects,

Drawn
By the earth
Below

There were
No bellows,

No billow
Of smoke.

The sun
Warmed
The day
And cooled
The night.

In the lap
Of a tree,
I received
Kind words….

 

 
K.B

 

 

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