Green Man I See
By Virginia Carraway Stark
Green Man I see you peeping
In the woods while it was dark and
On the mossy carpet I was weeping
I see you watching from the burls
And your hair moving in the moss and twigs
Through the dappled air your presence is seeping
Green Man I feel you watching
When I come into the forest shadows
As I was a-climbing, fishing, catching
I saw your eyes appraising me and thinking
In your mind that moves like leaves and does
Each time we see each other I feel us meshing
Your eyes are full of sorrows for the things that are no more
Once your realm was every mountain and vallley
Where springtime came and greenbuds bloom
Now the world has shrunkens small and there is no room at all
But still you are never shrinking
Green Man is the size that Green Man is and there will never
Be another like you
Green Man I feel you feelings
I feel it too, the coolness of the air
The entry into the cathedral of your temple
And I can hear your heartbeat beating
I walk on feet that feel like flying as sunbeams
Bathed in green like shafts come stabbing
In your holy place I feel you, I feel me healing
Green Man I see you reaching
With the spring turned to summer
The Universe itself has you in His keeping
You feel no fear, you have no trepidations
Those are human was of talking
What is will be, at bud, blossom or harvest’s reaping.
– mixed media on paper, copyright 2014 Virginia Carraway Stark
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