Friday, May 19, 2006

green girl

You blend and merge
uncover and dress
camouflage and reveal.

We pass through You as Yourself.
We part You with our hands
looking into ourselves.

The Beloved of some, many
a few. Chosen to choose You,
naturally selected to find You.
Pollinated to attract You.
To dance in Your Nature.

Hind, doe, mother
green girl, earth.
You slip through names.

Prey and hunter
fall into Your traps
never guessing
You are the whole chase.

Painting: "Green Girl" (c) nag-moon rai