It is the time of the year
when the snow falls
and covers the ground of the earth
Isn't it beautiful?
But it is cold
can someone help me?
A tree stands alone in the middle of the road
the shadow of the tree is its only companion
The tree does not mind
For there is freedom
That is why it stood ahead
Of the other trees
In the nearby forest
But the tree looks on
to the road
where there are tyre marks
That shows the complicated routes of life
On the endless road that lies ahead
Can this tree continue with this freedom?
Or be hacked by a lumberjack?
Sunday, May 13, 2007
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