Mourning the Death of Ego!

Delicate

Willow tree

dancing

with

the wind

as he

sings

to her

a

wilder  tune

a song

that shakes her

very core

as she

reaches

for the

moon

whist begging

him for more

dancing

in the

starlight

daintily

swinging

to the

rhythm

of a

new dawn

on a

fresh

November

morn

content

within her

majesty

connected

to everything

yet

completely

free

happily

constructing

an illusion

of whom

she

was meant

to be.

Until a time

a storm

arose

heading for

her shore

she felt

consumed

by

panic

as she

feared she

could

no longer

withstand it

any more.

The storm

it raged

around her

head

stripping away

the essence

of her

being

ripping

apart

her protect

bark

her

leaves

were

beautifully

green

now

stolen

fallen

thus

left to die

until she

had nothing

to

define her

as she

questioned

WHY!

No self

remained

she felt

that she was

broken

mourning the

death

of who

she use

to be

an existential

crisis

who the hell

is me?

Look

deep inside

what will

you see

a construction

created

is not whom

I choose to

be.

Spring arrive

in ample

time

a rebirth

had began

each new bud

that was

reborn

it

gave hope

to each

new one

suddenly

this Willow tree

was in

brightest

bloom

to celebrate

her new

creation

she called upon

the moon

“dance

with me,

tell

the wind

I miss his

wildest tune,

now

I see

who

I am

meant

to be

liberation

dear moon”.

Willow tree

grew so tall

her

resilience

too

she had

faced the

unknown

recreated

anew

from that day

forth

through

every

season

of her life

she

knew

authenticity

what

she

needed

to do…

and

so do you!

MM c 2015

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