Trees = Reset By Jacinta Magoncia
The wind brushes against my skin
How a mother would caress you while you cry
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In silence
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A raindrop kissed my third eye closed eyes, open mind
My arms are suddenly swaying
Dancing along with the invigorating breeze
My hair starts to pick up the pace
My feet stay grounded
Everything falls into place
Bathed roots, no more pesticide
Flourishing branches that reach the sky
Glowing blossoms identified
Found Poetry: Tales of Ba Sing - Avatar The Last
Airbender
The moon flower has got a little dirt
It likes partial shade
It's a healthy coating of Earth
A great blessing, a way to happiness
The moon flower opens