"Messages"

Floating leaves upon a stream
In memory of a broken dream
Leaves are children of the trees
Dreams on whims that I must seize
If I were a tree of maple
Or possibly an oak
Heartfelt motion on a notion
Thoughts that would evoke
Movements in each season
As it came and went
Broken stems and flower petals
Messages they sent
In observance of disturbance
Unseen forces presence
Oaken thoughts as Maple's wrought
In Hickory fields of pleasance

~Moses~
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