Twisting and turning,
Sinews yearning.
For every rivulet.
Taking the hard way
Taking the easy way,
Whatever the heart desires.
Splitting stones asunder
To take its plunder.
Rich dark soil.
Fortifying Vessels
Nautical wrestles.
Carry me across the sea.
Winter might
Brutal white.
Sorting deciduous, evergreen.
Dieing yearly,
Rather queerly.
Just a little cold is all.
But evergreens don’t listen
To what the weather man has christened.
Fruitful all year long.
Hardy, immovable.
A truth that’s not removable.
That’s how I want to be.
Evergreen.
Never dead.
– Vagabond Prophet
Tag: tree
Evergreen
Twisting and turning,
Sinews yearning.
For every rivulet.
Taking the hard way
Taking the easy way,
Whatever the heart desires.
Splitting stones asunder
To take its plunder.
Rich dark soil.
Fortifying Vessels
Nautical wrestles.
Carry me across the sea.
Winter might
Brutal white.
Sorting deciduous, evergreen.
Dieing yearly,
Rather queerly.
Just a little cold is all.
But evergreens don’t listen
To what the weather man has christened.
Fruitful all year long.
Hardy, immovable.
A truth that’s not removable.
That’s how I want to be.
Evergreen.
Never dead.
– Vagabond Prophet
Evergreen
Twisting and turning,
Sinews yearning.
For every rivulet.
Taking the hard way
Taking the easy way,
Whatever the heart desires.
Splitting stones asunder
To take its plunder.
Rich dark soil.
Fortifying Vessels
Nautical wrestles.
Carry me across the sea.
Winter might
Brutal white.
Sorting deciduous, evergreen.
Dieing yearly,
Rather queerly.
Just a little cold is all.
But evergreens don’t listen
To what the weather man has christened.
Fruitful all year long.
Hardy, immovable.
A truth that’s not removable.
That’s how I want to be.
Evergreen.
Never dead.
– Vagabond Prophet
Evergreen
Twisting and turning,
Sinews yearning.
For every rivulet.
Taking the hard way
Taking the easy way,
Whatever the heart desires.
Splitting stones asunder
To take its plunder.
Rich dark soil.
Fortifying Vessels
Nautical wrestles.
Carry me across the sea.
Winter might
Brutal white.
Sorting deciduous, evergreen.
Dieing yearly,
Rather queerly.
Just a little cold is all.
But evergreens don’t listen
To what the weather man has christened.
Fruitful all year long.
Hardy, immovable.
A truth that’s not removable.
That’s how I want to be.
Evergreen.
Never dead.
– Vagabond Prophet
Evergreen
Twisting and turning,
Sinews yearning.
For every rivulet.
Taking the hard way
Taking the easy way,
Whatever the heart desires.
Splitting stones asunder
To take its plunder.
Rich dark soil.
Fortifying Vessels
Nautical wrestles.
Carry me across the sea.
Winter might
Brutal white.
Sorting deciduous, evergreen.
Dieing yearly,
Rather queerly.
Just a little cold is all.
But evergreens don’t listen
To what the weather man has christened.
Fruitful all year long.
Hardy, immovable.
A truth that’s not removable.
That’s how I want to be.
Evergreen.
Never dead.
– Vagabond Prophet
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