You Saw Me Green

Poetry

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You saw me green and fresh with dew,
assured of all I thought was true;
however much I never knew
lay hidden ’neath my sheen.

But when my flesh went white and pale—
my soul distended as a sail—
I cried out like a nightingale
in shame at what I’d been.

So cast on gray and barren shores
I wept till weeping came no more,
and as the waves subsided swore
I’d washed my spirit clean.

Then rising golden with the dawn,
I praised the garden whence I’d gone:
At last, I grasped the lot I’d drawn
the day you saw me green!