My roots take a breath as I cast them outward toward the sky.
The throughfalls drip inward, filling my heart.
My heart implodes as the filled parts leak into life,
though life lurks in the hollows within the vessels.

My leaves forsake me in the blinding storms of winter.
I envy the pines; their leaves are stronger with them.
In the shape of Earth Mother, I am shapeless in her manner.

If you look at the stars, you'll see the lights
If you look closer, you'll see they're only leftover lights
Left from my heart as I cast it into the dark
Left from my soul as I forsake it to the storms of wild winter

I look at the supernova that just imploded,
as I try to cover its lights, it keeps imploding,
and sinks into itself.

Rust on the sun is spreading,
and absorbing the light.
Mold in the heart is hollowing,
and overshadows love.