What is Green?

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This poem is an experiment with color; it is the metaphysical idea of green.


There is a place

of in between;

it lays neither in the world of dreams

or in our own.

We are alone,




faced with relentless possibilities.

A place of mystical proportions

where time holds no value.

Plants rejoice in their perpetual bloom;

while gentle moss

blankets every rock.

Here, we are primal.

Here, we are free.

Here, we are in a place

of green.

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