If I were a path I would be dirt
I would push through deep into the forest
I would never have everyone at once and
my guests would come only one at a time
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#3079 if I were… a tree
photo : Pohara
If I were a tree
I’d be alone and cling to the rock
I would follow the wind
in a zany dance
I would delight in infinite soliloquies
then at nightfall
my leaves would rustle
inn the crash of the tide
#2099 if I were… a painter
I would tell the water
its movements
its blues and the sand
then the shadows of clouds
riding on its back
then the morning light
and the afternoon's
then I would start again