The pinnacle
of living sculpture
Perpetual movement
towards the sky
Root branches weaved
through the earth
Nourishing
the soil to grow
Breathing
the wind of seasons
Capturing
the essence of Sun
Drawing
in star seed minerals
Leaves like
Coloured feathers of the spectrum
Sheltering
canopy of solid embrace
Even in death
Maintains alive nature’s circle
Touching three realms
Sky, Earth & Underworld
Both in Darkness
and in Light
In the midst of the
Forest of your Soul
You will find this
Tree of Life
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