Weeping Tree

I am the tree 
Axed by wild 
Selfishness.

I am the tree 
Being interwoven 
In colorful
Attire of mother earth 

I am the tree 
Shadows men 
From piercing
Rays under my arms  

I am the tree 
Roots are 
Veins and nerves 
In the heart of mother earth 

I am the tree 
My flowers ….. Fragrances, feels and
Colors of rising spring,

I am the tree 
Emotions, expressions and desires of
Motherhood (earth).

I am the tree 
Hanging nests on 
Branches 
Chirp and embrace the dawn.

I am the tree 
Weeping tree 
Axed by wild selfishness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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