24

September

Standing on a Tree Stump

Standing on a Tree Stump

 
     
 

Standing On a Tree Stump  

Standing on a tree stump,
With my arms up in the air,
I feel my lifeblood pump,
As if my limbs were everywhere.
Standing like a mighty tree,
With a windy voice I cry.
I feel my roots beneath me,
And my soul up in the sky.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

 
     

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