Weep for your Willow

This willow died long ago, But will I let him go?
No No No!

Warmth from the anger
Pulses strength inside yet
For justice & pride
A penance must be met!
Find joy in your anguish
Find glee in your pain
For only in hatred, will you again reign!

Nature is patient
Nature will come
From withered bark
Will she birth a son
Without sunlight or soil
But respect from his kin
Nature will quench the torment within

Betrayal! You sense it
Don’t fall to its kiss
Your eyes are now open
Your senses amiss
Thrash in brilliant darkness
Writhe in freezing flame
Grow my seed! Grow! And play my twisted game.

Nature is Patient
She will wait for your fall
Disguised as a dewdrop
She’ll grieve for you all
Through hardships and ruin
When it withers away
A meadow of growth will form from the decay.

This willow died long ago, The spirit inside has yet to let go.

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