{and miles to go}
..
We are dropping
our leaves again,
and praying for rain.
Staking our claims
in silt and soil,
toiling long and hard
and deep. We are steeping
our paper-thin souls
in all this breeze.
Please, let us be.
Let us
………(help you)
breathe.
..
With nod to Robert Frost.
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I love this
Wonderful.
I often find Robert Frost sitting on my shoulder. I’m glad someone else does, too. Love this piece. Trees are complex and fascinating.
My Jacob is currently practicing for Into The Woods and we are knee deep in all things forest, trees and meanings of going in, going through, going out.
This was perfection.