The Green Man

The Green Man
Originally uploaded by Archer Braun.

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
-Emily Dickinson

Stand, moving only with the breeze.
Green, soft feathers brush the skin, and whisper...
This is the smell of her hair.

A snap, a footfall, a muffled voice making desperate promises, while the heartbeat in your chest does the same.

Let it wash away.

Let it slide from you like smoke through a wire screen.

Let it settle and slip until you are clean again.

And the thirsty earth...

She drinks.