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Tree Dance

Posted Apr 17 2011 9:21pm

Whenever the weight is too much,
when I am overflowing
with ghosts and emotions,
I sit in the park to watch the trees.

Dark against a setting sky,
their melodic rhythm in the wind
slowly settles my mind
and I drift to some other place.

Back and forth they rock,
graceful and rooted, the wind reminding them to sway
and me to breathe.

But as the moon rises
over their outstretched branches,
casting light upon their dance,
I no longer need breath.

O moon, shine upon this darkened soul.
O trees, calm this unsettled heart.
Fix me.
Heal me.
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