Snarled Root

I know I’ve said it before.
I’ve never met a tree
I didn’t love.

A street
I didn’t want to cross.

Urban forest
I didn’t plan
to get lost in.

So many exquisite sketches
within reach,
how do I choose?

When the words dissolve,
I trust one of these branches
will hold my withered hand.

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