Branching

King of the Forest

waiting for the flood
tears or words
to ease the ache

throwing consciousness
into the stream
seeing if the waters rise

seeping through tone
bittersweet and melancholy
only passage of days to succor

hard-fought vices
pass away
beguiling ease

leaving me so full
knowing and learning
questions are always

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