O beautiful tree...
In Bali, between sightseeing, shopping, and conference sessions, here's what I was up to:
Well, I have to practice my kissing skills somehow, don't I?!!
O tree, O tree, what art thou to me?
I clasp thee -- verily, thou yieldest not
Thy strength displayed for all to see
And as the sun's rays blazing hot
Beat down on my shoulders, thy
Arms reach out, shutting out the sky
Sheltering me, soothing me.
Hence I vow, wilt I love thee.
-- copyright © 2004 Sunflower