The Tree on the Hill

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if i could hold you
the way that tree does
on the perfect round hill
that seems always to
be in sunshine
its roots bare above
ground, oh, her arms,
offering themselves
in support, and there is
no effort in her generosity
and her generosity
is utterly boundless.
the tears i have shed
under the awning of her
the soothing she has given
she is hundreds of years old
I wonder who else has
breathed and heaved with her
in this country filled with
gods for her
now, hidden by the road
she is a miracle and discovery
witness to one civilization upon next
but she is the castle in the sky,
she will love, and persist. – TS
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