I glide along gingerly feet become his roots going in and out of the ground I move along dirt under my feet. You'll hear me? At night as wind whistles through my leaves softly calling your name I feel like a tree. My love once said to me thank you
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:13
And I love the line, I feel like a tree as a sort of seed for the rest of the poet to bloom into new phrases and new ideas. I really enjoyed it. Thank you so much for sharing
Natasha Webb
@NatashaNoel · 0:31
It. I enjoyed your poet. Oh. It was simply beautiful and elegant. That's how I would describe it. I love the analogy as the tree. It touched me. It did. And anyway, thank you for sharing. I hope you have a great day