The Long March

The long march took a well-deserved and pleasant turn when the sight of a splendid shade tree beckoned with enticing fingers and lush green leaves for weary feet to come and take the load off of them. Beneath the cooling wealth of its shade a man at long last found peace and rest while leaning casually back and kicking up his heels. Fresh-apples and flower-letters rain gently down on him and the sound of joy is like a calm voice in multicolored shades of cleansing polish and fragranced sheens. Tree of pose and structure how is it that you have been so very long in welcoming the road weary traveler to come and sit beneath your colorful shades of restful rays and for him is it not an honor to recline under the shadow of your polite gaze so much so that tired feet are undressed to the bare and a fine mist for gratitude is given unto your name.

Of this tree there are the productive factors of nice and tender and also warm running creams that coat the body of the one time wanderer with a smile and a kiss and a soft gust of redeeming wind. Rest sweet man under the shade of the splendid tree because you have journeyed a far way to partake of this and of it you partake of with much contentment. Of the many trees that lines the way it is the one who stands out most abundantly in all of the forest and it is the one who offers the most safety beneath it's shade and to stop and rest against it's warm firm branches is as desirable and as natural as needing food to eat. Of this tree there is an encirclement of wagons filled with want- to- be-suitors who boost of they're prowess in the wilderness but have woefully misjudged the tranquil tree in the area of assignments and permissions and therefore it's splendid shade is not allotted to them no matter how much they may hoop and yell and toss dust into the wind.

The long march is a constant struggle with persons and with self where battle lines are precisely drawn and fluctuating both here and there with reinforcements popping up on every side that are as alert and are as fresh as a new day in the wee moments just after twilight. Tree so splendid and clean growing taller than magic and wealth and dreams wearing the very slightest touch of accenting polish and covering makeup that delicately adorns an already lovely picture in the call to arms that sings out to honor just the right entity. Tree of manners and tree of exceptionally marvelous taste how so very welcome is the sight of your shade and for the soles of the wanderers feet there is renewed vigor and there is finally happiness indeed as he playfully wiggles his toes in the kiss of it's comforting breeze. Fresh-apples and flower-letters poured out most generously and a warm radiant glow as endearments calls out for more.

Her eyes has cradled him into her sight and her sight has painted a composite picture of him into her mind and her mind has produced a crescendo of positive thoughts that channels one to the other in approval of him and her approvals are build on sound judgments and her judgments are based on solely one sure thing and that one surety is solely her wise and accurate comprehension of him and by him the tree has spread out its branches and has parted its leaves and the parting of it's leaves has separated the imagined from the envisioned and the envisioned has taken hold of solid figures and the solidity of the figures narrowed the entire matter down to a single question and that question has found a lucrative answer and that answer is it's open arms and the darling presence of it's glowing green leaves that makes it's shade as a lighthouse seem from the tossing sea. Tree of harvest with branches that are so strong and slim that has all of it's leaves in bright shades of lucent greens and roots that burrows down into the juicy core of the earth and a smile that lifts the plush fibers of a winsome soul and a call that can not be dismissed nor resisted and bright smooth fruits that demands to be eaten and kissed.

The long march took a rewarding turn for the splendid shade of the luscious tree that stands under the light of everything that a loving heart needs. Of this tree there is one, two, three and four and wings and floats and melons and nuts and plenty and more. Fresh-apples and flower-letters run down in a wholesome rain and heels are raised high and free of the pressure of weight. A kiss is given lightly to her hair and her hands are held with the sublimity of care and her name is elevated to a high permanent place and her sweetness is playfully squeezed and passionately cuddled and uproariously muzzled and is well noted for its mild bubble. Her mind is as shape as a bolt of lightening flashing from plain to plain and her understanding determines the seat of the matter of the thing and under her watch the city can peacefully sleep with only the very minimal of lit candles and the long march has ended productively and happily but be that as it may be ever so conscious in your minds of the fact that Wormwood will definitely come to us at it's appointed season and that our safe escape is certainly not emanate.

Know for yourselves that the cosmos is a creature of habits and it has developed a habit of periodic extinctions and by no possibly means will it forgo this routine undertaking for the sakes of mere heavenly armatures and therefore be very extreme to hold fast to your wayward assumptions because in the structure of the constant the family of the eaters are constructed one blowfly at a time, Therefore we all should be of a cheerful spirit and excerpt our cosmic demise with a feeling of completeness for we have come and we shall likewise go as a silent note in the starry history unfolding. Cherish today because it is done with and it is over and nothing more in the annals of universal consciousness will be spoken again of it for the body has gone back into the land with nothing of eternal value left standing to recall it and it is very well and very good that we mortals should come to this because we have utterly proven ourselves to be a grand waste of utopian energies that facilitated our making.