The Day of a Tree

Days are like a shallow branch on a tree
soon to create form
soon to break free
grateful to be separated
from the root
that was
wants holding him back
from building his own leaves
but the branch was just a twig
not even strong enough to stable his legs
the branch thought thoroughly to himself
if I were to go back to the root
I will never have a place of command
so the branch proceed
leaving his foundation
and from that day
he became a man.

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