Tell Me

“In the silence of nature, we find the true essence of our soul” - Unknown

Tell me the story 

Tell me the story bout he 

shrubs & the cotton tales,

Tell me about the 

flowers not the native to this land,

tTell me how each morning the sun kisses

these beautiful trespassers

on the pedals like

outstretched hands of maidens. Tell me

how all these gifts are bestowed upon

by the birds you brought

them across oceans.

Tell me about the

generations whose

called this knowing

forgotten place home.

Tell me

about the band

you had in it,

how you

blessed even the 

pebbles & told the 

water how to be still

for no one, but

to old the 

reflection of the moon

so that every creature that lives

below its water could

I still see the moon.

Tell me that story,

the story of how it thrived before our kind &

how since then

it turned it into a dessert.