Not really a poem, just rambles.

The eyes portray

the blend of mind and heart.

They shine, they melt, they fall apart,

they pull a sword – cut one in halves.

The trees release the energy within.

They dance to the wind

and scream through their leaves.

They grow taller, they flourish, they die.

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