"Untitled"
By Zoe Pardee
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The life of a tree is bound to be
analogous to a body mind of a person.
We spin rings of our own around the things we won't let go.
Like the tree can't let go to the soil or it's reaching for the sun with
it's branches raised high.
We raise our arms toward the same sky.
Losing our focus.
We wash away in the rain.
I swim in the calm of the next day.
Tied not to the dirt below.
I invite the sun to c... read more