A tiny mustard seed
Blossoms into a tree
that produces life
healing, nourishing
purifying air
providing oxygen
decomposing
fertilizing
procreating
multiplying
feeding
the rain comes
the winds blow
but still, it grows
to form one tree
that came
from a tiny seed
who are you?
to limit me
who am I?
to limit myself
Moonlight Bridge
Wide Bridges
Low Bridges
High Bridges
Bridges Made of Brick
Bridges in Cement or Stone
Suspended in the air
Stationary Swings
Hanging from a Limb
Can I walk across or leap?
I ponder and think
I’ll never know
unless I do
so there I go
see you on the other side
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