124. Above the canopy

A tree reaching up

A tree reaching up

Above the blanket

Of green

Things become airy

Somewhere in the wilderness

A tree stands

In its raised hands

It holds you

And when you can see

Above the canopy

The mind goes to sleep

You know then

That it is beyond your control

To hold another world

In your thoughts

A tree

Reaching up in the mist

Turns very delicate

Too fast

Still remembering

How it came

From the rock.

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