Find me rooted and grown in love. Rising once again to touch the heavens. Let not my bliss detour your notion that I am not grounded. My branches stretch out reaching a connection. Though my leaves meet the fall, it is in love. I can weather the storms. Find my bark speak louder than my touch but if you feel my rough edges do not blow me away. I may topple but I’ve grown to such height, my life is more than a vapor; Connected to nature yet I am free. The wild is not my home, though I may be uprooted from my own. Love lives within and overflows; the seeds carried as a message. Love forever blossoms.