This just popped up in my head and I started writing. Its pretty amazing 'cause it rhymes a lot and isn't depressing really. Very suprising. But then again Time wasn't depressing either. My depressed writing may be fading away...Anyway its kind of strange, at first it didn't make sense, but it makes sense more towards the end, or at least the meaning of it does.
The wayward wanderer,
Watches the willow,
As it sighs to the wind,
"Be gentle I'm fragile,"
The wanderer wonders why the willow weeps,
For all to see,
Why he asks,
In front of me?
The weeping willow sways with the wind,
The wind is now gentle,
Never hurting the tree,
The wanderer doesn't understand,
Why the wind listened to the crying tree,
"Why listen to one weaker,
Lesser than he."
The wind heard the wanderer,
And whispered to him,
"I helped the tree,
Out of the kindness in me,
Why should I hurt her,
When she asked so sweetly."
The weary wanderer didn't understand,
"Why would you help her for nothing I ask,"
The wind sighed so softly,
"I helped her because I could,
I helped her because I should,
No other reason should be the reason,
To help someone,
Because then you're not helping you're only hurting,"
The wanderer was confused,
But wandered away,
Still weary and wondering,
Not quite understanding,
And still wandered away.
The willow still weeps,
And the wind still sighs,
But the tree is grateful,
And the wind is wise,
Together they sway in harmony,
While the wanderer wanders and wonders,
They cry and sigh,
But not in misery,
The wanderer wanders because he wonders,
While the Willow weeps and the Wind sighs.
I don't quite understand it, but thats the beauty of my imagination.
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In my head I am trully safe,
In my thoughts my one escape,
In my dreams my hopes I see,
In my soul I am free,
Myself is safe haven,
Where I shall never be judged,
Myself is my fortress,
Were none may come...
In my thoughts my one escape,
In my dreams my hopes I see,
In my soul I am free,
Myself is safe haven,
Where I shall never be judged,
Myself is my fortress,
Were none may come...
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