The Bookshop Sessions #5

Floating in this salty ocean 

I lean back 

It takes in four summers 

That trip missed his smile 

A black cap brought it back 

Four trials, to one mile 

He walked alone on a spring grove

Balancing smiles on the edge of darkness

Opens a hatch below his ancestors tree

Where a dying young willow 

Is growing the four seas

This Great Ma

She cries

Oh she cries 

openly