Sometimes, I feel like a branch in the wind that almost seems to break off 
by the waves of the blast,

light and fragile, 
delicate and unblemished;

small buds are on me and strive against the light of heaven; 
overgrown with mosses is my tribe

Lichen entwine my branches, 
the sun gives me warmth and lets me breathe …

on and off 
and on 
and off 
day in and day out …

until sometime


will take over my on and off 
when I’m broken.

Blown away by the wind of life; 
through atmospheres into another world:

to live with those who in my here and now are no longer with me; 
for an eternity in light and fire …

… Star Dance

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