Life Without Living
Wish my life could be like that of a tree,
nothing to do, careless, free.
My hair like leaves,
blown in breeze.
My beliefs held strong, as a tree rooted in the ground,
sitting still, moving not, sound is not found, peace abounds.
Copyright © Roxanne Schroeder | Year Posted 2005
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