Always

Sorry, no haiku today. This is new poem that I wrote recently. I'm not sure if you'll be able to see the full design of it on a phone or computer screen, but if you zoom out and can see the entire thing, I hope you like the shape!

I
wish I
was a tree
with my heart rooted
deep and steady in the rich earth,
and
my soul constantly reaching for the sky
filled with dreams of golden sunlight and stretching
towards higher ideals
firmly set in pursuit of greatness, goodness and gentleness,
and
my arms stretching out to embrace the world with all it has to offer
in oceans and mountains and deserts and valleys and forests and meadows
and food and architecture and dances and songs and friendship and family and
you. Always you.
If I was a tree, you would build a shelter in the sturdiness of my roots andfind comfort
in the solid stability of my love. If I was a tree, you would gaze upwards withme towards the
future of possibilities, promise and perfect struggles. If I was a tree, youwould explore the reach of my branches and seek beauty in my adventurous scopeas I would find in you. Always you.
Dear,
to be a tree and leave weakness and doubt below. Shed the shame of nothingnessand move up to
the joy of the day. Then perhaps, I should stand proud full of verdant life andlight with you. Always you. The two of us giddy with the grace of innocence andknowledge. Contented in the shade of one another's presence. The fullness ofbreathing and being. Oh, how I long to be a tree.
But I am not
what I wish 
to be. I am a
bloom in a pot
for you to move
as you will.
Making myself
smaller, prettier
and daintier to
fit your world
as you mold me.
The emptiness of 
bending and breaking
for you. Always you.    

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