Serpents Flower
No matter the sun rise, it is still morning that the trees a rise and
greet.
Yes, I did come up with that on me own. Perhaps with time, I will
tell you what it means.
I once seen a beauty down with in the waters, and so close to this
beauty was a Cotton Mouth, nervous as a young lad should be, I feared
nothing, yet was intrigued to see the beauty also had no fear of the
serpent but welcomed it with no discrimination.
I then realized that as I gazed upon this beauty with in the
currents, the venomous snake was being offered a solid beam to wrap
around, and be safe so near so that the snake did not float away. The
beauty I looked upon in admiration was truly a beauty for with in the
waters, being held by the reptile with a vine outstretched to the sky
was a flower.
poem by Henry Whisenhunt
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