i sit at the rooted feet of my favorite tree overlooking
the pasture where wildflowers surround us like subjugates,
harkening for us to take pleasure in the dance they perform
with the breeze for me and my favorite tree
we sit here still in calming peace to embrace, to welcome
the day so serene and give of ourselves, becoming selfless
with all of this
we cherish this moment for no other will be the same and soon
the leaves shall fall from its limbs to sleep onto its nocturnal
wintry rest and i will shed my incarnate being to rest upon
my eternal sleep
both shall awaken again, my tree with its buds blooming in
the same
realm in Spring, me in a different place but for sure
embraced in love
that i take with me to my resting space of Spring
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