I have 2 eyes
that see all ways,
always
and never languish.
I have one tongue
that is never done
turning my insides
in any language.
I have loved all
and been loved
in return.
In any moment,
I am death come
in the morning
to everyone
some time or other.
I have been truth
to every one of you;
either in your youth,
or on your death bed.
I have been at war,
been what you’re fighting for,
only to be ignored
and neglected.
I have watched you fall.
I have saved you.
Done nothing at all
and suffered for it.
I am all things,
at all times;
I am the trees
and the forest.
I can sing with words
of crashing surf
and cries of birds
and leaves blown;
or speak silently
with snowfall
and beams of light
and seeds grown.
HG – 2015
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