Nyyark Posted January 2, 2002 Report Posted January 2, 2002 Dark is the sky profiling the tree, Clouds eat even the stars. Devoid of grass, the ground spreads like death. Twisted and cold the tree waits, Not knowing why it survives. Then a shimmer appears in the folds of darkness. A moonbeam lances its way to a leaf, And the leaf feels its silvery glow. And burns with ache. For in this cool liquid light, The leaf remembers the sun's burning, And the memory of the fire of life races through its sap. The twisted heartwood straightens, and the limbs thicken, To please the fair Moon, And prepare for the return of the Sun. Edited by: Nyyark at: 1/2/02 11:46:59 am
Guest excedrin Posted January 15, 2002 Report Posted January 15, 2002 ohh, very very nice i hope you have time to post more
Ozymandias Posted January 28, 2002 Report Posted January 28, 2002 The image you conjure is a lot like tree in the painting by Greg & Tim Hildebrandt on one of the newest Magic: The Gathering cards. It's called "Simplify". Edited by: Ozymandias the Elder at: 1/28/02 11:27:09 pm
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