Oh weeping willow
where is my soul?
will this story ever be told?
In your bark I find your wisdom, under your shade I find your loveBranch to branch
I hear a whisper,
but everything in sight
seems to disappear.
One step forward,
And next step everything
seems gone back, of track.Oh weeping willow
where is my soul
This story can't be left untold
~vaibhv