with gifts for tree.
Clear moist spheres
embrace branches,
cling to buds,
then fall away
with farewell kisses.
Rain loves tree.
Tree loves rain,
drinks moisture
deep into roots,
satiated.
Rain is spent
Rain has two lovers,
tree and wind.
Discovery hastens jealousy.
Anxious branches sway,
whip the ground, and each other.
Musical instruments clang,
a cacophony of chimes gone sour.
Wind, rain,
grow silent,
disappear.
Birds flutter,
land upon small injuries
their feet mending,
stimulating, massaging.
Tree offers hidden water
held in crevices.
Birds dance, chatter,
offer solace,
healing songs.
Birds love tree.
Tree loves birds.
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