Budding leaves stem from the branches
In a tree that does not move
In a life with many chances
Simply, to live
Simply, to stay
In a lit sky
In a darkness that was
Merely a day
The roots are the age
The height is the stage
And all that is sheltered
Is what one protects
In a life filled with rage
You can climb these branches
You can rush above the shadow
You are your own light
Above the tree
Below the sky
There is only one question to answer
And that is merely why
Bend the branches of the tree that shelters you
Stay underneath if you are content
Climb above if you wish to see
All that is heaven sent
All that is meant to be
