Image: Vladimir Arkhipov from photodom.com
To be soft in form
and hard in matter;
to be growing to the skies
and rooted in earth;
to be flowering in bloom
and fading without gloom;
Oh, how I love
to be a tree
in eternal embrace with
the wind, the sun and the skies.
To be soft in form
and hard in matter;
to be growing to the skies
and rooted in earth;
to be flowering in bloom
and fading without gloom;
Oh, how I love
to be a tree
in eternal embrace with
the wind, the sun and the skies.
Amazingly written. Love the imagery
ReplyDeleteJessica Brant
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Jessica Brant
Hi Jessica
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