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The Tree, the Sun, and You
I looked up and saw a tree so great and tall that I thought
It would never stop widening its girth and growing
Until it had swallowed us all and wrought
Vengeance on Earth to those it had been owing
Its limbs rose to the heavens and hummed hymns
That I never before had heard,
And its leaves bloomed bright and enlightened
Me, and so the tree revealed the Word.
And when I looked up I glanced back down
And the Tree had changed positions,
Not next to the stump, nay! On its earthen green crown
Did I lounge, and satisfied was my ambition.
So I looked higher still until my eyes were pained
And closed shut, this truth I could not bear
I had never before beheld a Sun so radiant, and yet so plain
But that did not stop this beast, like yeast, he grew, and there!
His rays he poured as my pupils toured and I beheld his majesty.
And although his power fed yet my chair, I soon forgot
My seat, and as the sun beat down upon my hair I remembered not
The Tree, and so the Sun revealed the Thought.
But he too left the sky and traveled to some far off land,
And try as I might, I could not follow him, alas!
So I sat, distraught and cried for naught with my head between my hands,
The hours grew and before I knew, the Day had died and passed.
I climbed down and searched the ground for a place to save my soul,
Although it was night and I was filled with fright, I roamed
This exile, and for a while, I thought I heard a voice, and strolled
Toward it, and I saw You and knew that I was home.
We sat together and exchanged like talk of weather the range of our emotion,
My revelations for your peaceful life, like business partners, did we trade,
And I remembered the Tree and the Sun and shuddered at the notion
That I had left them behind, but I brushed them aside and for You, I stayed.
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I'm Nathaniel from San Diego, CA. I'm 15 and a sophomore in high school. This poem is a perfect representation of my favorite aspect of poetry; I love the way a poem will just hit me straight in the face and then the feeling I get when I hurry to write it all down. I hope you enjoy.