I am

I am a tree.
I am strong and my branches reach far.
Grounded, yet frail.
Solid and fragile.
Fruit still jumping in my veins.

I am a rain shower in the summer.
Shimmering and smashing
Against the stones and sky.
Streaming and pouring
into the rocks and gullies.

Eating at the hardness
Of the dried and frozen earth.
I drink into the rivers.
Swallow into the ocean.
I cleanse with fingers cold.

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I AM THE SUN, MAN.
I’M WALKING AND I’M TALKING AND I’M HAPPY,
SNAPPY AS A CLAM, MAN.
GROOVE ON IT, MOVE ON IT, MAKE WAY
I’M COMIN’.

I AM THE SUN. I AM THE SUN.

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