The Hope Tree 🌲🌴
"The Lifeblood of our Species is the Genome in every Human Being. Our Tree of Life that Shines in a Universe of Rainbow Colors."
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A #WRITCO Collaboration
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STARRING
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ENIGMA
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MICHAEL
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O'ER THE
TREETOPS
MICHAEL
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I am a mighty Tree, with Roots that dig Deep,
A silent Sentinel in life's Never-ending Keep.
My Youth was but a seedling, pure and Free,
With Dreams of growth and tales of the great, wide Tree.
In time, I grew, my Branches stretched High,
A child's wonder mirrored in the Sky.
Each limb a path, a chance to Roam,
Where Would I go? Which way to Comb?
The Sun and Moon whispered their Advice,
But I was young and had to think Twice.
Which way to lean, which way to Bend,
Which bough to strengthen, which to Amend?
The seasons passed, as seasons Do,
And with each year, my Story Grew.
I faced the storms, with their fiery Might,
Yet, stood firm, a beacon in the Night.
My boughs grew strong, with choices Made,
A canopy of Life, forever Laid.
Each Branch a Tale of joy and Strife,
A map of moments, of love and Life.
My Leaves, like pages of a Book,
Tell of every Hope and every Hook.
The whispers of the wind, they'd Say,
I've borne the weight of every Day.
The Fruit I bore, a vibrant Hue,
A symbol of the Dreams we Pursue.
They dropped like tears, or laughter's Cheer,...
🌳
🌳🌳
🌳🌳🌳
🧗🏾♂️🌳🌳🧗🏻♀️
A #WRITCO Collaboration
🦅
🌲🌲
🌲🌲🌲
🧱🌲🌲🧱
STARRING
✍🏾 🦄
ENIGMA
🤍🍒🤍
MICHAEL
🙏🏻🖋️🙏🏻
O'ER THE
TREETOPS
MICHAEL
🦄
I am a mighty Tree, with Roots that dig Deep,
A silent Sentinel in life's Never-ending Keep.
My Youth was but a seedling, pure and Free,
With Dreams of growth and tales of the great, wide Tree.
In time, I grew, my Branches stretched High,
A child's wonder mirrored in the Sky.
Each limb a path, a chance to Roam,
Where Would I go? Which way to Comb?
The Sun and Moon whispered their Advice,
But I was young and had to think Twice.
Which way to lean, which way to Bend,
Which bough to strengthen, which to Amend?
The seasons passed, as seasons Do,
And with each year, my Story Grew.
I faced the storms, with their fiery Might,
Yet, stood firm, a beacon in the Night.
My boughs grew strong, with choices Made,
A canopy of Life, forever Laid.
Each Branch a Tale of joy and Strife,
A map of moments, of love and Life.
My Leaves, like pages of a Book,
Tell of every Hope and every Hook.
The whispers of the wind, they'd Say,
I've borne the weight of every Day.
The Fruit I bore, a vibrant Hue,
A symbol of the Dreams we Pursue.
They dropped like tears, or laughter's Cheer,...