Witch Hazels

Witch
Hazels bloom in Winter
Their illustrious spidery flowers
Charged with potent perfume
To awake the sleeping powers
Of certain moths and others
Partners in Natures claim
To breed life into all these trees
And create a lasting flame
Of life force via spirit
The ultimate extreme
Purposeful and magical and permanent
Emboldening a true perpetual stream

Man of course aligned with their financials
Are
Obviously making money where they choose
Seeing Nature putting forth its magic
Armed with this potential
Create news
Of grafting off the mothers
Expecting that the tree
Will accept the death of Nature
And grow on purposefully

Nature seen as godly
Is avid in its place
It carries on with purpose
Honouring it’s space
Fighting against arrogance
And maintaining its right
To put up suckers permanently
And just enjoy it’s fight

Humanity apparently sees ignorance abroad
Money makes the world go around
Can Nature afford
To work against the ignorance
The performance of the free
Wildness and it’s need to prosper
The Witch Hazel tree

Growers taught to pull up new growth
The “mothers” so to say
The fact that we want different colours
By design our way
More money in the coffers
All specimens you see
Two fingers to Nature
That’s how it has to be

Or does it ?