EVEN WHEN IT WON’T STOP (E A D G B E)
A tree told me: no shortcuts. As I sat in its shade.
The morning breeze was soft but steady.
Gently blowing the leaves. Tickling the back of my neck.
A tree told me not to fear. As its branches stretched towards the sky.
As a magpie built a nest and I thought: how perfect a place! Like it couldn’t be anywhere else.
A tree told me: the world will wait for you, even when it won’t stop.
As its shade dissolved into the night.
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