when_the_tree_dies
lostgirl

cut it down and build a beautiful roaring fire with its once living branches. let it warm you inside and out one last time while you watch the nameless face in the flames blur to smoke and ash

and your eyes will burn and your tears will fall until nothing is left but the memory
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lostgirl sigh. 110322
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auburn oh, yes. big sigh. 110322
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flowerock letting_go
peace
acceptance
lingering feeling of being loved

My tree hasn't died, but the fallen leaves I do burn. I breathe in the sweet musty scent, stale memories and traces of hope_filled_love pass over me. I find comfort as I breathe them in once more before exhaling and letting them go. my heart weeps a little but my soul wakes up, stretches as the smoke clears in the warm sunshine of the present and future. the soul embraces the heart, dries the tears and soothes the sadness, brings a smile and returns her to the present. The present is an ever blooming flower that drops seeds to grow into more trees to live and die, fertilizing her soil and eneiching the soil of our souls.
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raze bury me beside its bones, and make the ridge of my earth-shrouded body a tombstone. a place for birds to nest when they've forgotten how to fly. 220417
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