It disturbed the surface on

It disturbed the surface on your atmosphere

Made you rigid like earth’s composite ground

Frail and sunken it made your fingertips

Tight to bone they were strangled and bound

 

In front of our eyes, the palette chosen was neutral

Yet no sorrow saw the grays and whites

Strong branches fall from the weight of the snow

Dead trunks surrender, animals now safe without fight

 

You tell me you’re empty yet that’s not what I see

That fiery passion of yours burned you so

As a human you see death as simply the end

But I see your hollow has become a new home

 

The curl of your back parallels the hunch of this wood 

You gaze out while we gaze at you

Grieve with the trees they understand how to cope

Believe me, and move past this emotion blue

 

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