ever growing
towards the sky,
I keep reaching
higher,
hoping I'll fly
like a bird
on a summer's day
and never touch
down my toes
on the land below
because all I want
is to fly away.
But I can't do
anything
but reach
because I am root
and soil,
stuck to the earth
unable to move
forward.
I can only grow up
and out,
and hope one day
the wind will take me
away
from this place,
and bring me
back home
to you
where I
was always
meant to be
in the first place.
I still keep hoping
for nothing
I can touch
or taste or see -
just love
I can feel
in my bark
and heart.
Like a tree,
ever growing,
I never stop
because I know
maybe someday
my leafy tips
will finally hit
the clouds.
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