Long ago the apple tree
Overhung the dark green lawn
Vertical in mystery
Everlasting in the dawn
Youth and winter disagree
Overland and over sea
Underneath, the clouds agree
Deep in soil the worms will work
Each one with its unique quirk
After feasting they will lie
Round the rim of a dark sky
Eloquence is good to find
Sometimes it will us remind
This is where we must be kind
