THE TREE

I am a tree.

I feel roots sprawling out of my hands, feet and head
going deep down to the earth.
In the shape of energi.
Warm, kind and calm.

I’m grounded.
Heavy and safe.
Thick from the long life I’ve lived.

A life full of bad storms.
If you ask me i might tell you more
or not.

There’s a fire burning inside me.
I’ts always been there
burning
inside my heart.

The fire is getting stronger.
Getting it’s strength from amazing souls
curious creatures
The need to show itself
grows stronger every day.

It might just explode.

Let me explode.

 

Help me explode.

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