Poetry

Intricacy,
Infinite attention. 
Beauty, far past
This universal dimension. 

You are easily far above me – 
Far above everyone. 
Your spirit branching out,
And out,
And out. 
Dissipating into the unknown, the unnoticed. 
Your veins give me life, 
Yet too show me death.

And this may surprise you, 
But now you’ll see…
That ‘you’ is not a person, 
But is in fact
A tree.

© Rendering Words

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