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From the mother the child is born
Mourning the dying tree
Holding vigil his dying art
Life forever memorialized
Scribbling into itself
Contrasted of wood
Thought impermanence
Revelation to birth pages
Transforming nights death
Virtual womb fruits fall
Cast into lonely flutes
Playing to the crowd
Cheering empty illusions
Full of drunken pain
Conscious sorrow
Subconscious joy
Genealogical dreams
Lulled once more
Within her rocks
Among her ages
Mother Earth
Father Home