"Like a leaf and a tree in the breeze. Plant my feet on the ground and put my soul at ease. Cool, calm, and collected where it's easy to breathe. Looking at my beautiful surroundings with eyes that cannot see. Don't build me up and cut me down because I'll never bleed. Started as a seed and never will I finish being who I'm meant to be. Is it that hard to see that I can be just as strong as a tree? Filled with goodness and the feeling of always being free."
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Author:
loganh312 (
Offline) - Published: June 23rd, 2016 14:59
- Comment from author about the poem: We all struggle to be who we really are in a selfish society that tells us to put on a mask because you can never trust/love anyone to the fullest.
- Category: Spiritual
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WELCOME LOGAN ~ and thanks for an elegant first poem. A lovely metaphorical poem ~ likening oneself to a growing tree. We do indeed start as a seed and we are planted in a Family (Family Tree !) and a Community. How we grow depends on the quality of the Environment (Society) in which we are planted ! We are all "Born with a Purpose" (who we are meant to be ................ !) And (as you say) Goodness and Freedom enables each of ue to grow strong ~ even as strong as a TREE ! Yours BRIAN
Thank you for your comment Brian! Your positivity motivates me to progress and write more!!!
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