The Gift
I have
A gift
For you.
It's trust.
In a neat package
I got from the store.
There is a note too
Attached to the wrapper.
I know
If the moon falls down
Along with the stars
You would pick them up
And hang it back
Upon the sky
The clouds glistening
With tears
Already
Delighted to the heaven
And back
When you made the world look better.
I know
If the sun goes red
With anger
You would soothe her pain
With a smile
Brighter than hers
That usually lights up
My world.
I know
That you are my star
Each edge of you
Steeling for the worse
Just because
I take shade
Under you.
I know
You are a banyan tree
Older than your years
Finding strength from all those roots
You built
Each year
As I made my own tree house
Above you.
I know,
You will never let me fall,
Never waver
Whatever winds try
To chase you down
Even if you let
A leaf or two
Dance slowly
Over to the ground
With a smile
For you are happy
To get some new leaves
You can breathe life into.
My trust knows
No bounds
But I know
You are this
And more.
I pray that
You are not a cyclone
I will get sucked into
Because then
My trust might see its end
As I swirl
In your deep
Currents,
Along with me.
And that scares me
When I can't let
The gift
Die.
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©VioletEden
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