I am like a willow tree -
I flow and sing and twirl
in the raging wind -
storm can only kiss me and
intensify my elasticity.
what is true and
intrinsically authentic
cannot be shattered.
if there is a fountain of
light above you
and below you and
to your left and
to your right
and inside of you ---
where does your insecurty
come from?
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