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Wednesday 23 June 2010

Choice:



As you pass them by
do you not see their outstretched limbs
beckoning unto you
this way or that way
which way will you go
what path will you take 
hark the whispers of them so
how they discuss talk amongst themselves
do you not hear the mirth
or even the mire
of perhaps the glad 
and even misfortunate
many a year has passed them so
and yet still you walk amongst them
without ever realising
or knowing how long they have stood
as guards protecting the land
they stand amongst
so mighty, proud and tall
the journey always the same
the message always the same
which way will you go
what path will you take
will you seek to silence their whispers
or stop and take note
of a hundred year old message
that speaks unto you
and whilst seeming to be but the wind
nay even a light breeze
rustling the branches and leaves
it is but the words of the wise
here we have stood
all we have seen
whom do you trust
whom do you believe
which path will you take
which way will you go
as you pass us by
be it through ignorance
or perhaps simple blindness
sometimes they slip past
without ever knowing
or hearing
the messages of the wise
and yet oh so ancient
which way will you choose

~X~

2 comments:

Captain Background said...

Lovely. I am envious of your way with words, and am always enthralled with your imagery.
Thank you.

Firefly said...

This is beautiful, truly. I like that there is almost a sense of ambivalence present. The trees are not guiding, one way or the other. It's more... metaphysical than that, somehow.