Multitudinous

There is an overwhelming red
In our camera seeking beauty

Parts of a wholeness by a tree
A green multitudinous whole,

When it sheds loveless leaves
To multitudinous craven dust.

We are the parts of your whole
With the flamingos in dark sky

That broke in their formations
And are now part of my whole.

Qua a part, we are your whole
In part shedding green by tree.

Trees form a mutitudinous sea
We had left behind on our part.

We are part of my sea’s whole
A part of my multitudinous self.