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Tree In a Field
Stretching arms up to the sky, Sun caresses words that lie. Wind dances through field of gold, Stories whisper thoughts untold. Dreams caught through spider web maze, Thoughts blinded by mirage gaze. Sun smiles secrets and glistens, Sky comforts while earth listens. Round and round the world does turn, Lessons to live and to learn. Whispers stop and tree stands still, Bird Song for a heart to fill. Bird flies and tree stands alone, Shadows hide beneath a stone. A feather drops to the ground, What is lost can soon be found. Sun winks and clouds drift away, Moon bright and stars want to play. Past lullabies start to weep, Hand of time travels too deep. The tree hugs itself to dreams, Silhouette misses sunbeams. Barren branches wave goodbye, Teardrops fall that need to cry. In a field a gold tree stands, Perfect and still on lost land. Thoughts carried of joy and pain, Hope felt as it starts to rain. Rain fills thoughts of wrong and right. Arms reach to dark sky of light. River slowly flows from sky, Truth watches bird freely fly. Heart Core branches are shaken, Lonely tree in a field awakens. Sun fills thoughts of wrong and right. Arms reach morning sky of light.
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