stepping up I kiss the tree

 



been caught looking back thinking nowhere

feeling like creating scenes better yet hear me breathe

not sure my next move patient waiting upon my Lord

where is my next direction feeling loss yet protected

hearing there is unloving force out for thee

stepping up I kiss the tree

radiating aura appearing like a mirror

of whom not certain yet happy to see above me






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