Poetry: Tree

by Max

as oak
stubborn as it too
firm and tenacious

swirling as willow
a million thoughts dancing on the  wind
rolling tangles

fleeting as sakura
tender life
blushing pink

thoughts and dreams are flowers
passion branches
love the sap
forgiveness the shape
need the wood
will the roots, deep and  spread

life walks on the bones of death
today is built on yesterday
thoughts flutter down as yellow leaves
their was is fertile ground

I am a tree
each morning my spring
each night the only winter
the stars my sky


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