There comes a wave of thunder
A quiver of lightening
As I block my ears to surrender
The images become more frightening

There is this tree covered with moss
On an unclaimed land, far beyond
Feelings chase me as I run across
The tree and I share a similar bond

Close enough to witness it all
The tree is in flames, just like my heart
Collapsed and fell, once stood tall
My heart weeps watching this art

As I prepare to leave, I look back to see
With the flames dying and ashes flying
The cremaition of this beautiful moss tree
I close my eyes to wade off from crying

This ain't real for it is pure imagination
How could I be at a place of such delusion
When it is my own world of creation
Running from my problems,
                       but today I found the solution...


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