I will sow
As the world warms
And my seeds disperse.
I will bloom
As the rains pour
And my cracked bark weeps.
I will stand
As the sun beams
And my roots dig deep.
I will dry
As the wind gusts
And my leaves wither.
I will freeze
As the snow chills
And my movements cease.
Yet, I'll live
When I'm reborn
In fragmented bits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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