The Tree Of Life
At the base of all life there is support.
A trunk, a friend, a lover.
As the wind blows the tree sways.
For a couple of seconds...life is off balance
The Tree raises, the wind has stopped.
And Peace is restored once again.
A tree,
Only reavealing its secrets, its passions,
When cut open by time, or an axe.
Branches fall,
Leaves fall,
Seeds of life fall.
Creating life for others.
Mean while the tree
bleeds, a golden
amber of elixer.
It fills the cuts,
It starts to grow
again.
The others grow,
give back.
branches fall,
leaves fall,
seeds of life fall.
Life is given back,
To the Tree Of Life.
An Original poem dedicated to
Vampress D
all rights reserved by nicnak77
Workings of Energy, A Community Of Otherkin.
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