Imagine we are trees.
Both about to bud
We are itching with tiny leaves
To shake and shade each other with.
We’ve known each other forever,
Weathered all of it.
There, when you lost a limb
I swayed and prayed in my trunk
you’d not go down. We shed
what we no longer need
no longer can hold up
to the light. I’ve seen you
in twilight blue, seen the moon
cradled in your branches.
This morning your canopy
Glazed in tangerine light.
If this isn’t love
I don’t know what is.
Julia Klatt Singer
An Absolutely Beautiful poem. I learned it to the music with my choir.
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