“I am God in Nature; I am a weed in the wall.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
lyrics
Wander down this path just a little way
That’s where you’ll find me
Like a bottle on the ground I’ve been kicked all around
That’s how you’ll know me
From the corner of your eye as I softly flutter by
That’s how you’ll see me
Empty spaces in a poem help me to feel less lonely
I am God in Nature I am a weed in the wall
Lilacs in the front and poppies in the back I remember
Slide over in the pew so that I can sit with you
And rub your back
You told me I could find love from a source high above
That’s what they told you
In a church or on the ground, miracles to be found
Weeds in a Wall
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