Poem at last

https://youtu.be/eevt2glBfMg  Greetings earthlings. I see the sun coming thru.  So I feel like treating you with a poem I wrote in the late 80's.    Mountain blue bird you fly with ease. Tree planting bondage with fecund earth. Yet I slither and plant hither. For you Mom I demand you be fed the best of beings. For you Mother, I will open the whole to psyche, and let shine forth my beauty!  The essence of this poem is still alive in my world. To shine forth is key! 87