"Sacred Place"

Down in the valley
There is a grove
Where centurions live
Their roots planted deeply
From long ago
Boughs entangled with mystery
If only they could speak
~
What would be the message
Sent to the multitudes
Many who are as deaf
As they are blind
Not meant for all to hear
Small fractions are only meant
To recieve the wisdom imparted
If this were so
Down in the valley
Amidst the grove of trees
~
They are the seers
Of the impending storm
Inculcating through invocation
Of the impression they leave
For all to see
Juggernauts standing
Side by Side
Battle scarred by the weather
The merciless winds
Bending their boughs and branches
Safety can be found in their care
For the trees are the silent friends
Of all who come to them
Their magnificence speaks
A thousand words
To those who listen quietly
Down in the valley
In the grove of trees

~Moses~
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"Wednesday"

Herman the rat woke up from his nap
Now he is up taking a sniff
I think he hears me in the kitchen
Chopping up a carrot for him
He knows that later on
He will get a slice of tomato
Wednesday has always been
Carrot and tomato day
After his curiosity
He will go back to his nap
Herman brightens the day for me
That is why Wednesday
Is carrot and tomato day

~Moses~
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"Not Forgotten"

I woke up this morning
There was my father
In his hand was a wooden spoon
A tear came to my eye
Thinking everyone had forgotten
Yet here was my father
Steadfast by my side
Restoring my faith in life
It has been long since we laughed
Together we went fishing
In the latter days
We walked the path
Of the crooked mile
There upon his face
Was his familiar smile
Now I am no longer afraid
With my father close to me
Together we will once again
Walk the path
Out to the open sea

~Moses~
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