Standing high in the trees,
I am
Untouchable

One with the branches and bark
Smelling of sap and needles

If only I could just...

Melt into the wood
And
Be done with all this

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I can feel the heartbeat of the tree,
Gentle, soft,
Contrasting with mine
Harsh, unyielding.

Ah,
To be so
Green and simple!

Pleasantly strong,
A wonder to all,
And achingly, simply,
Happy

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Sometimes my joints ache so  much

And, I think,
Nothing could heal them
Quite like you

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Nothing fills the air,
Save the workings of a solitary woodpecker,
Not concerned with much,
Mind you,
But the tree and itself.

I should think all should strive for that:
Simple thoughts,
Simple doings,
Simple happiness,

And simple life.

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You might have it beat,
Though.

The sun can't hope
To
Compare to your beauty,
And radiance.

Pure and simple.
You are nothing but goodness.

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The sun warms my face,
Almost as hot as I imagine your touches to be.

You and the sun seem
To be in a direct competition.

I worship you both,
And you're both so
Impossibly Bright.

Sophia the Sun.

It sounds perfect.

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The rocks on the shoreline.

Do they keep the land from the lake,
Or the lake from the land?

A precarious existence,
       Perhaps.

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