Skies maiden voyage of clouds released high above the serene

Carried vibrations of her heart without skipping a beat

On the branches of time; spreading; spreading past any writene language

` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `of ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` or ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `` upon the bark where once stood two hearts

 

carved so deep the sap is always flowing free

` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `` can only the birds hear? ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `` ` ` `

` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `` ` ` `maybe just the leaves? ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `

 

it is in the roots though,

those roots running so far below the obvious

so far below deep

inside a mountain of stone i have carved

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holding the Life of the Tree

 

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exposing so much more than  what i am...

i give you the fruit of my dreams...