One two, afternoon
cherry blossom tree
now I have to forfeit your solitary safety
bird-singing silence and
everlasting green.
Out of sight, out of mind
scared of unheard screams.
I don’t understand living in a world where everything is free.
It is unjust for you to wallow in fear while I can do as I please.
One two, thirteen
petals fall from your dreams
place of peace, holy refrain
refrain me from my return again.
Thoughts From a Tree 