| Words of Weeds.(Poem) By Aiya-Oba -
11-29-2006, 09:16 PM
The words of weeds,
like souls of Stars,
conjure our hearts
while they keep from our eyes,
what our ears cannot detect.
But behold,
those plants that refuse to
celebrate their own flowers.
before summer is over,
have lost their part
in the feast of Stars.
Because,
Nature would not supply
you with your powers,
until you play her cast.
-Aiya-Oba (Poet/Philosopher).
Discoverer:
"Universal Isosceles Triple Theorem" |