Like A Sycamore

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I was amazed to draw go1dfish given all we've been working on together lately. His guitar work rocks! This is for him. :) Like A Sycamore Gratitude like a sycamore grows Her long-armed branches reach tall and skyward Now that the sunlight of day is at its longest Her roots have dug deeply And you, a nearby sapling, have felt the shift in the dirt. You've felt the rusted expansion of dense space in these layers of earth that were once compacted and worn down. Worms have tunneled this soil, gnawing away at decaying matter. Can you feel the chomp at all that feeds you? Creeping crawling alchemists, transforming death into nutrients; harmoniously fueling all of us that stand swaying in this musical forest. It's black, cold and claustrophobic underground. The warmth of the sun, only a falling memory. In this dark night, I'm shedding my skin. Licking the scabs on my roots, and silently hoping sap, like blood, will stop flowing -- escaping me through the wounded patches where my bark has been suddenly chipped away. And you've watched it all through your window. Seen the tears. Heard wailing from behind the front door. Through the smoke, your soul rises. The

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