Tree of Souls

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The tree She grows from twisted vines,


Memories kept more potent than mine.


Beneath the rays of Him up high,


Her soulful limbs upward try.


 


Her soulful limbs upward try,


Amidst the clouds that wonder by.


Feeling close she springs to action


Flinging up her adoration.


 


Flinging up her adoration,


Light and love fly as one infusion,


But Him that sits high above,


He keeps vain and subtracts his love.


 


He keeps vain and subtracts his love,


Stealing it with a singing dove.


The tree She writhes and twists and cries,


For as She falls She slowly dies.


 


For as She falls She slowly dies,


And Him above just turns his eyes.


Created: Mar 03, 2011

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