Bird seed

The seed of love
Weighing a few ounce
Was on the ground
In a garden

There was a tree
Wooden and twisted
Gnarled and dark
Starved of light

It reached down to the seed
The tree became a man
The trees face became a human face
The trees body became a human body

Along came a bird
She began pecking at the seed
Until it was gone
And he became a tree again
And she flew away

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012