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Emancipation
Throughout heaven and earth
The tree that stands firm extending
branches
rustling leaves dancing with the wind
as the worlds renews itself
I wonder how i can sway and return to the top of the tree
The howling breeze pushes as a formless entity
The color of my tender leaves changes with the seasons
Slim and weightless
drawing figures in the air
In the palm of destiny
For on the treetop i can see the evergreen
Be interconnected to the friendly leaves
Climbing higher and higher
until i can fly up to the distant mountain
that faces me each passing day
Melting with the moons light
as i lay gently
on the snow bed
Where my colors disspiate in pure whiteness.
© Ashy_