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I had at one point 

felt like an old white pine tree 

existing 

among the sorrows and seeds 

of other things memories;

   until I found the breeze 

   that came from 

   thousands upon thousands 

   of miles away, 

Gliding and swaying 

over the world

until finally

swimmming among my leaves 

reminding me 

of more that I am, 

I had held this view 

for so long 

with my roots 

digging deep into the ground 

unmoving

until one day 

this breeze came along 

and found me

reminding me 

of more that I am,

One of my many arms 

let fall 

one of my many seeds 

and along the swift wind 

it went 

from here to there 

taking all my memory with it, 

In the dirt and soil 

with all the thriving life 

it went into the earth 

and found meaning 

once again,

Life had found this seed 

and with it 

had begun to find the sun

again,

It had begun 

the first steps 

to becoming a new tree 

of its own 

and somehow reminded me 

of more that I am. 

-Armando Torres