Tears of Willow
Ramifying willow sheds tears color of moon’s light
To the eye this serene seen is delight
Yet it makes for somewhat sad sight
Makes one wonder with what demons does willow have to fight
Once when wind blew through its boughs willow her power would increase
All paradoxes limiting intelligence would cease
Her soul could be in peace
And the surreal, life defining beauty of magnified cells she could release
But now she stands alone and forgotten and her once glorious soul
Is slowly turning to be black as coal
She loses her subtle leaves in endless fall
Only occasional April love can replenish her at all
Maybe one day she will get back to unspecified indefinite base
Back to heavenly place
Her soul free to wonder space
Or the glory of her spirits’ birthplace
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
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