Dreaming of a Tree

Illustration by Roisin O’Donnell

There’s a gentle, wise tree

With leaves that remind me

The world’s fragility

And I dream of how it would be

If this was my reality

If I could always stay there

Taking refuge in its serenity

My eyes closed, soul open

My inner child free

In this dream

Where only a soft breeze

Can touch my leaves

As I become one

With the gentle, wise tree

Called poetry

Originally published in The Bower Monologues.

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