For too long, corn stands rose too tall,
too enclosing, smalling my surroundings
into soft fears.
Only, now the embrace of their tall shadows
give a calm comfort as might the arms of
a new lover.
So, standing under deepening aqua skies,
by the quiet rustle of this phalanx of
green limbed sentinels,
I accept the affection I am given, friends,
others, hold it close as a gift and
bid it welcome.
Epstein's Zoological Exposition
2 years ago