Night Storms in March

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Be kind to the trees, Wind

I don’t care about much else
– Roofs and walls

Shallow vanities
needing upgrade anyway

But if the trees fall,
where will the birds sleep?

What will hold the flood?
Embrace the Earth?

Draw the soul from my bones
so that someday

someday

I might yet get a chance
to pay my debts?

Be kind to the trees, Wind

For if they do not stand,
I can’t walk.

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Illustration: India ink and watercolor.
– Jen

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