All I want is to
clean the air we breathe
while drinking from the mud.
I want to climb up to the sun. I want to
grow and grow and grow. I want to stand
against the wind. I want to shade those looking for
a rest, be their cradle and their nest. I want to give my
children to the hungry. I want to drown to hold the
dreamers. I want to burn and warm the workers.
I want to rot
and feed
the
worms.
I want
to grow,
grow and go.
I want not to want.
I want to be a tree.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 7:30 PM UTC
All I want is to
clean the air we breathe
while drinking from the mud.
I want to climb up to the sun. I want to
grow and grow and grow. I want to stand
against the wind. I want to shade those looking for
a rest, be their cradle and their nest. I want to give my
children to the hungry. I want to drown to hold the
dreamers. I want to burn and warm the workers.
I want to rot
and feed
the
worms.
I want
to grow,
grow and go.
I want not to want.
I want to be a tree.
