i wrote these words after hiding under a bridge/ while wandering along a creek in Aptos California.
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Tall Trees
Must Grow
like stone inside
to stand
i can do the same.
rooted around bugs
who try and taste my flesh
i wish them away
and the come biting back
I am a stone inside
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to bear fruit
drop seeds
shed leaves
after having grown all season
my brown is a sign of strength
the bark i shed shows true beauty
an ambivalent stroke of my pen
attempts
to have more
taste a full meal
go to a forest
or nature lately?
when was the last time i saw
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to go straight to the source
i am already here
which mountain
which stream
which path
which clearing
I am already here
and for what
to be
we are here to help each other?
we are -
here -
now.
what?
am i really?