A willow
rests at the river bank
Its leaves
green shock
of hair
caress the
water
lead
the fresh
and calm flow
of the
afternoon
Colored
stones
stroke
its roots
Mineral
energy rises through its branches
dims
blinding lights
and deep
shadows
The willow
does not cry
From its terrace
watches the
waves
go by
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