You are loveshine,

Lifelight,

Heavenly warmth

I photosynthesize.

Without you

We couldn't breathe,

And my leaves

would leave me,

While I

Wither away

into

Quintessential existance--

Way into the depths of creation,

Only to rise

with your dawning,

a yawning humanity,

TALL and STRONG;

Roots stretching like an umbilical cord

deep into

Mother Earth's core

giving birth

to this red oak,

a reflection of your own worth.

Thin words

are a whispering breeze

kissing my leaves and

massaging my weathered branches

held out like Moses' arms and staff

at that med sea

crossing

my liberation

through

liberating the People

with the People's liberation.

For without the People needing necessities

I would have this destiny

of bondage

to knowledge--

the higher the height,

the deeper the roots.

Pain hollows the depths

for pleasure to consume.

It's my pleasure to assume

this position in the womb

of struggle.

Struggling through this shell of incarceration

into yet another incarnation--

your strengh, your love,

your Humanity's realization.

A revolutionnary revelation

forever rising on the horizon

while setting...

aside everything

we thought we were;

thought we heard;

thought we thought;

and breathe...

in all the meanings,

LIVING

for each others' BEING.

THUS SPAKE THE MED OAK

* Inspired by Fanny Bodin. Thank you!

This is dedicated to all of you.

DRIVE!

Omari Huduma

AKA Reginald Blanton