Ode.6: hope to domme morrigan

Domme morrigan, when you passed me, I opened like

A leaf, I began planting your passing in the green earth

On my mobile, my Dr called hoping me to call others on,

Plant hope of earth in thee as well I can begin: there may be

A spirit of corruption in this age, but our love’s a hope

That we could be, not a tragedy on the tide of history

But green in hope, g, as other people’s call thru our love

Echoes their own: Love that speaks one to all, Love,

Planted in humanity’s earthly soul, our spirit’s call, I hope

One day, we speak of this g, say “Darl, in an hour I’ll be home”