Escape the Stillness

Oaks standing stationary

Roots running deep

Limbs stiff from sureity

Hold every leaf


While willows, with whimsy

Dance in the breeze

Swaying too swiftly

And haphazardly


Yet other trees see

The ducks and the geese

How the deer flee

To find company


Forests have peace

Pleasant for dreams

But oh, how to be

A sailor at sea


I do believe

In wisdom and whimsy

But I know we be

The sum of our comp’ny


And I just might uproot

To escape the stillness


Photo by Mimi Di Cianni on Unsplash

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