Golden To Green a New Beginning
Golden to green we turn ourselves into trees
When we get to the end of this pretend life
And enter the heavenly world of the nature forest.
Golden to green we dance toward the finish line.
Dropping our gold self, to renew, rejuvenate and regenerate
Into the green oaks and elms we always knew were there.
Somewhere in the recesses of our minds, and bliss.
We become one with the earth, and one with the wind.
We live our truth, now, hugged by those who know
Sharing the skies with the wind, tall and proud,
More self-confident than we had ever before been.
Golden to green, our new beginning, more real than real.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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