To A Plane Tree
T Tom Billsborough
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Shadow my soul
With your delicate fronds,
O tree so tall
Outreaching the bonds
Of the nourishing soil.
Shadow my soul
As you sway to the rhythm
Of the uplifting breeze
And dream to reach some ultimate goal
Beyond the compass of my philosophies.
Shadow my soul
In this glade of pure silence
wherein your essence
Nourishes my soil.
Bu şiiri puanla
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