Inside still Lush
"Are your roots still growing Are they just dormant and will wake up and revive Or have you capt them Have you chosen to let the trunk mould Wither away Nourished by dust and the illusion of rain Thirsting feeding of our memories Of a dream seen in the seed born from you and me A cactus Inside still lush With the shell and spikes Protecting the core holding on in the changing of colors In the abyss of a wintering desert in drought Giving birth to hope that we will live and reign Not die for a rain which will never come again."