The Pines without Peer
The pines without peer
Are taller than air.
They grow in the sky,
Their roots in your eye.
And the tops of the pines wave
From the top of the sky, brave
As banners. And the tops
Of the pines are steps
To the high, wheeling
Stars. And your brain is reeling
And the trees are falling,
And you are falling
In a forest, pulled,
Drawn, blinded and mauled,
And you are the ground
And the wound
And the one wild sound.
Are taller than air.
They grow in the sky,
Their roots in your eye.
And the tops of the pines wave
From the top of the sky, brave
As banners. And the tops
Of the pines are steps
To the high, wheeling
Stars. And your brain is reeling
And the trees are falling,
And you are falling
In a forest, pulled,
Drawn, blinded and mauled,
And you are the ground
And the wound
And the one wild sound.
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