The Man with Grass Growing on his Back

Suffused Into our Humanity

As You Are,

You Breathe

Our breath,

Sigh our Sighs

Move with us like Water and Wind

Tug at our Bellies

some of us Listen

Others Not

sometimes you have a flute

sometimes a fork,  a cup, or crowned with vine,

Millennia of Descriptions

have tried a hand

at Portrayal

we fail however at seeing

You

part of Us

Earthbound

Mysterious

Instinctual Wisdom

so frowned upon

by centuries of  Virgin Birth

followed by centuries of Reason

Yet you defy them all

Carrying, as you do

an Intelligence

not to be changed

By Place or Time

Painting by Felix Vallotton La Source

Painting by Felix Vallotton
La Source