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Roots of Life
I saw you standing under the elder tree
by then you were a fading memory
I looked right through you like a ghost by my side
there is no more time for searching the past
when I look back I find the tree is gone
and I am standing alone with the wind
no longer will I be haunted by you
cradled within my hands I hold the seed
sewn in the earth I bury you with it
as a new tree grows so will my future
one day warmth and flesh will stand beside me
no longer will their only be phantoms
as the old tree decays you rot away
and I get to look forward to a bright new day.
1:23 PM - 2/21/2007 -
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