Ten Trees Village

In the Village of Ten Trees,
Are many empty groves.
Welcome to stay in any, you are,
For as long as you want. See,

A baby is born, we plant ten seeds.
Ten seeds for Ten strong trees,
To grow as he does, by the Sun 
And Moon we position them.

And by Feeling. And he 
Can make a home in them,
Or dig right under like a mole,
Shunning light food. But his 

Ten Trees grow tall nevertheless,
Into the sky, ever up, skywards,
Reaching into heaven, long after 
He has. Pick one.


Cor, Oct 2009