Life on trees is arboreal

The tree of life have bears no fruit

Where the grasses blossom is her terrestrial abode

At the apex of trees we have our canopy

Echoe your words in air and hear your voices speak

Where we seek a dwelling and shelters to abide may not be our home

Echoes of love is not for the deaf

The hearing of a lay man is in words of a lay speaker

There is safety in the hands of a strong man

Care of a strong man is the hospital for the weak

Bear your beer without a problem to the bare

See the growth in the grown and know that there is no honk in the hum

Best is to know the present and read the letter in the latter

The wise knows the matter without a matrryh









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Godman