Evergreens are constant and steadfast,
standing dark and mysterious on mountains
Song of the surf in their wind tossed branches.
Their arms clothed in frothy verdure.
Cool scented shade
on summer�s hottest days
and in winter, a lively counterpoint
to relieve the dead grey skies.
I am dazzled by the fickle maple
with it�s brilliant season�s colors
and gladly greet the poplar with
it�s fluttering blush of spring.
Some trees supply
with overflowing abundance
their delicious glossy fruit,
while others spread a subtle poison
leaving me stinging,
beware those sneaking leaves of three!
There are those that impress me
with their height
and cathedral majesty,
and some that make up for
their withdrawn lonely winter
by flowering brightly scented petals
in the spring.
But for me, my true love
is the mysterious
and reassuring constancy
of the steadfast evergreen,
whispering sweet �always� in the breeze.
A river of silver in moonlight
Leading me up to the stars.
Dazzling diamonds in daytime,
Luring me far from the shore.
Light on the water is lovely.
Ocean of dreams I can see.
Ethereal and so enchanting,
You will never be far from me.
In my thoughts and my mind,
there for always,
the song of my soul is the sea.