You might have been a tree,
in a life opposite this one
but never could I stand tall
and proud like that,
never in a million years.
I am the scattering of
leaves at your base,
abandoned wanderer,
letting myself be steadily
pushed along by the wind
and the pulse of the earth
beneath me, carrying your
memory to all the crowded cities
that need to be reminded
you exist.
This is deep and rich and good.
Alice, you’re the best 😉 Have I ever told you that? The absolute best.
Oh course you have. But never often enough. 😉 I mean… thanks.
LOL! You’re ever welcome, Alice 😉
🙂
A messenger of power.
Thank you so much 🙂
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Thank you!
Yes. Soft and powerful.
The earth and the wind.
“Soft and powerful”. Two best words to describe my two most favorite things.