SHADE

A tree of life growing in the soul,
rising from soil, planted by parental hands,
it bears the sap of what it is was fed,
love or hate nourishing its roots.

Tender green branches reach for curiosity's light
stretching towards the faces of enchantment
unless scarred by the trolls of abuse.
But always feeling the sky in one's thoughts,
as the wind blows its breath of fate
to bend and test in sway of gust.

Eyes peer from atop the heights grown
bearing a gaze, which always
looks through the souvenirs of time
collected.

"If only" is the song that is sung
when the leafs of belief's magic
no longer drapes the bark in innocence.

Sun shines from the inner discovery.
first glowing out of ignorance's night,
ever does its rays
bring a day filled with wisdom's shine
or the darkness,
which never flees.

Another sprouting conscious
among a forest of hearts
trying not to get lost
among the shade of oblivion.