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I felt a wave of love from the trees, Green in their growth and sweet in their fruit. I simply asked, "Would you help me wipe away this soot? The soot that clings to my heart and darkens all that should feel lovely." They said, "Come near and take a seat. Can you feel our roots growing beneath? Will you intertwine your breath with mine? And when you weep, will you touch the soil and feel our heartbeat?" To the giants of the land, I replied, "I can feel your love, know your knowledge, and see your vision. You are the serenity that bridges earth and sky, While I am but a morsel of your magic that will surely pass before you die. The power you possess in your filtering form Creates life for those who here are born. But I ask, who will you be when you return to the sacred place we all deeply yearn?"
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Apr 14, 2023
Apr 14, 2023 at 10:58 PM UTC
serenity grasped my hand on a Sunday morning
I felt a wave of love from the trees, Green in their growth and sweet in their fruit. I simply asked, "Would you help me wipe away this soot? The soot that clings to my heart and darkens all that should feel lovely." They said, "Come near and take a seat. Can you feel our roots growing beneath? Will you intertwine your breath with mine? And when you weep, will you touch the soil and feel our heartbeat?" To the giants of the land, I replied, "I can feel your love, know your knowledge, and see your vision. You are the serenity that bridges earth and sky, While I am but a morsel of your magic that will surely pass before you die. The power you possess in your filtering form Creates life for those who here are born. But I ask, who will you be when you return to the sacred place we all deeply yearn?"
I wish we loved trees as much as they love us.
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21/F/New York City
Apr 14, 2023
Apr 14, 2023 at 10:58 PM UTC
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