Weeping Willow
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Heavenly realm of the weeping willow,
Its eyes dare not shed a tear of sorrow.
Arms down, it stands, with solemn grace,
As the wind of rumor caresses its face.
Beneath its branches, green leaves sway,
As if to beckon life's display,
A silent observer, it stands strong,
Watching the world as it moves along.
Heavenly realm of the weeping willow,
It sees the joy and hears the sighs slow.
But no tears fell from its gentle gaze.
For it knows the secrets of life's maze.
A refuge for the weary soul,
The willow's wisdom takes its toll.
Oh, friends, please listen to its call.
For in its branches, truth does sprawl.
Though no tears fall, their presence is felt.
As it watches life, its heart does melt.
In its stillness, it finds its peace.
And in its silence, it finds release.
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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