there is a tree beyond my window

there is a tree beyond my window
watching me writing, creating
striving to be seen or heard

a woman's right eye peers through
her boughs lifting like waves
stretching and ruffling her headdress

with tranquility and grace
guiding my guarded words
distracting me from the work

reaching, always reaching
the gift of dazzling sun
shedding twigs of love and hope 

here, beneath the breeze
protected from the street
encouraging the mystery

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Messages from nature can be pleasant, mysterious or perhaps disturbing. You've likely experienced this? Please share your comments below.  

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