Across the pond, I saw a beautiful tree.
It stood out from an endless sea
It called to me, grinning and smiling
We laughed and danced, its bark shining
...
Stuck in a box, unable to move.
By the crowd in carried
A layer of wood, never to improve
Lost all feeling; no longer worried
...
It all began,
From a single spark
Then I ran,
The fire lighting the dark
...
As the sunlight shimmers,
And the happy water glitters.
The trees breathe a sigh of relief
The pain devastating but brief.
...
From the sand and dirt, a man was born
Another one in his mother's hold
One was treated with pain and scorn
The other was seldom controlled
...
The angry scattering of books
The self-conscious mirror of looks
The calm bedroom, aura of perfume
The sad windows full of gloom
...