Testing Complexity

A simple state of history, a sublime side of mystery,
Catching on a symphony, a blissful thought for all to see.
Open arms and open mind, becoming ever so entwined,
Falling down upon the ground, harden earthen comfort mound.

Earth begins to be my test, can I bypass and lay to rest?
Do I have to carry this? A burdened state of wistful miss?
What shall now become of me? I never thought I’d ever be,
Sifting through the roots of trees, finding way through complexities.

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