Grow (saturate)

I pray

Most fervently that

Such an understanding as ours

Never fades or falls away from form

Or evaporates like water from the falls

Into a desert storm

Or dries into a dreary valley

Of regret and regress and waterless ash

No

May our trees of faith

And trust and hope

Communicate more than the rustling leaves

Or felling of forestry ever did know

I love growing with you, Saria

Of this you know?

Saria