sexta-feira, 27 de março de 2015

The Wisdom of The Tree

The tree.
It's constantly reaching up.
Towards the infinite,
The majestic,
The open blue who invites. 
It keeps the tree light, ever illuminated.

It's constantly reaching down,
Towards the darkest of the darks,
The thick, heavy brown.
Also infinite.
Earth's deepest body.
It keeps the tree firm, ever strong.

I would like to have the wisdom of the tree. 

Nenhum comentário:

Postar um comentário