Words can paint or say n spit. Pick the way, like fruit w judgement. Leaving some all the others to enjoy. Plenty, abundant! In deed so, they’ll keep comin’! They once showed me a tree upside down which sends signals beneath the ground! Breathing deep and drinking plenty, warm w worms. Up top Giving birds a home, and the ones who dare a new perspective. Fresh up high or down down under, two entire worlds entertwined in time in unison. Multi-directional, A lovely home for those who dream it.
“Don’t cut them down, these are our lungs!
Not only mine but yours as well, they purify the oxygen, Our homes are here and we ask nothing! But Grow with us and take what you need… but not just break… the time, spend it here, it’s endless. Ever is who it’s for! Find her”, they say
Forget the clock! the tree will tell! The time we spent up in that tree looking for Ever, the girl with the long lasting promise…