The Touch of Life

Like a stream of blue paint through green
The river meanders
I take soft, small steps of care
My mind already wanders
In the woods amongst the trees
I pick up my pace
As I locate the tree
Amongst the trees I race
Reaching out with my fingers
To connect with life
Life pulls me towards it with open arms
My thoughts arrive
I surround it 
Like gently tying a bow
My heart and mind connect
And not just that, it follows my soul
This special lifeblood that only exists
From leaf to root and only to me
The tree that gives life will always be here
My mind shall listen and eyes shall see


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