See me
My leaves dancing in the summer's breeze
Though green and radiant,
They are a small part of a larger whole
See me
A trunk of solid soul
Unchanged by turbulent winds,
But not enough me to be all
See me
Beyond the surface I am roots
And though deeper than diamond mines
There is even more
See me
Beyond ego, beyond being, beyond soul
Unlimited, unquantified
I still choose to be a bonsai tree
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