Green Of The Grass

The leaves of the trees, the blades of the grass, the buds of the new

I feel the green of the grass, the flowers from the bloom, the pedals from the blossoms

Bright, vivid, and among the top of the trees, they fall to the ground, and I envy

The blessings of the spring, the meaning of our love, the meaning of our world

I smell the scent, I hold the green of the grass, and I am in heaven

Where I fall in love, I fall to the ground, and I fall into the deepest of dream

And live the deepest of life to come