The storm

From my new book. In Sanity. Coming soon In the midst of a wonderment storm An oak tree wanted to be free For his whole life, He was planted to the dirt It took work through the blazing brushes But that day, his roots were raised He did you see, what he thought he couldn’t do He walked away He walked from the worries of the wind The chattering of the birds The trauma of the storm But what was surprising to that oak tree, was that in the end, it was the storm that set him free.