InferiorityComplex55 Posted July 3, 2022 Share Posted July 3, 2022 -A Little Seed- There are no more leaves left on me The rain has stopped, the fruits all rot My roots no longer keep me steady A fog spans the hills, I cannot see As dark clouds loom over me And the Moon rises from an abysmal sea What hope is there for this wilting tree? But then, something falls A tiny little seed Suddenly the world can be seen But not just one, or two, or three The future shows an infinite tree One where this little seed grows green Another where it reaches out for the midnight sea Yet again, but now a willow that weeps Which one could possibly carry me? Then I realized It was which ever I chose to believe... 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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