Megan Svoboda

The Old Man And The Tree

An old man
stands in front of an old tree,
hands folded behind his back,
contemplating its form.
A mutual awe,
as the branches reach trying to understand his mind.
“What is it that you see old man? ” asks the tree
“Can you hear me? Can you see my life?
The millions of lives intertwined with mine, all still moving, existing, in me?

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