King of leaves
I command all
Twigs and roots
great and small
Sap and seed
they feel my need
chase my logic
and follow my heed
Twining on twin spirals
my root thoughts grow
Combining and finding
the path and the flow
Deeper and Deeper
the spirits they sing
Farther and farther
the thoughts
they bring
Until one day
the river bleeds dry
The mud cakes
and the rocks get high
Out of my shell
The tree god will spring
Spinning slowly
Fighting to bring
The life contained
in a seed so tight
Balancing the darkness
Seeking the light
Searching for weakness
in the walls that stand
Pressing through to
the promised land.
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