Only Dust

Across the emerald crest of earth
A gentle zephyr blows
She stirs the languid bowers
And the cool of eve bestows

The noble trees give shade and strength
The vines upon them trust
And blossoms fair perfume the air
But I am only dust

The sapphire stream refreshes
As she dances on her way
She laughs along in careless song
For toil is her play

Sweet produce dangles on the stem
Enchanting & robust
It nourishes the life of all
But I am only dust

My futile longing throbs within
Yet resignation grows
As grows the thorn in many
Whom inadequacy knows

So sprinkle on the water now
Then sprinkle on some seed
I’ll settle here, content to lie
Beneath the stems and leaves

Below, unnoticed, just a medium
Means for life to live
Such helplessness
Yet willingness is all I have to give

I’ll hush my own desires and dreams
To silence if I must
Just let there bloom a beauty here
Where I am only dust