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The Tree

by Llwyd L. Brenin 12 months ago in nature poetry
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Llwyd L. Brenin

One day, while walking, I saw a tree.

And then I stopped to wonder, can it see me?

Standing in the wind, its branches blowing like my hair.

Pondering this moment that we seem to share.

And then, out loud, I asked a question of the tree.

It just stood in silence, as if it didn't hear me.

Maybe it couldn't answer, maybe it was strong of will.

Maybe I should have asked the tree standing on the hill.

And then the answer came to me, like lightning to my brain.

When I remembered that they said, I had gone insane.

©1995

nature poetry

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Llwyd L. Brenin

The stories that you see labeled chapter one - chapter sixteen are chapters from my completed book, The story of Promiseum - Dream Walker. So if you decide to escape to my fantasy world, start with chapter one and read them in order.

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