We are trees
In the forest of life
Our crooked branches
Crossing left and right
Push each other aside
Seeking the light
Yet, steadying each other
Through the winds of the night
And
Poems
are the Sound of
Kissing Leaves
For
Moments are leaves
On branches
Of trees
In the forest of life
And poems like these
Are inspired
By memories
Of impressions
Left by leaves
a/n: credit to my muse:
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