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Life Cycle Of An Oak

Oak, Nature,Senses,Sex,Philosophy,Imagery,Love

1 min lectură·10 decembrie 2007

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by mazHur

Unforgettable are the days

When I stood like an Oak,

Erect and firm,

On the solar plexus of the earth!

Nothing could move or slacken me

Not even the strong winds

Rain, hail or the infrequent quakers;

My head penetrated the enticing

Vestibule of the seething earth,

The overwhelming sky being my body.

I gripped the virgin earth with heavenly force,

Like a stubborn bull

All out to subdue his mate in rut;

And penetrated deeper and deeper

Into the libidinous crux of the earth

Until both of us had reached the ultimate climax

And the impregnated earth began to produce

New roots and shoots from her ever un-satiated meat;

And with the passage of time

I grew old and weak and impotent

To procreate or even stay firm and erect

Any more;

Until I was ultimately down

And sliced up at the saw mill.

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