I am a fire in an untamed place
Light and heat to nurture the grace
Like a badger caged in the night
You might thrash and bite out of freight
But you feel through these feet
My roots run deep
A tree to shelter from the storm
A fire to keep warm
But I won’t dissipate into ash
If I go you know I’m coming back
The eternal return of the whisper of the wood
In these concrete landscape you know we stand where forests stood
I’m sat in a tree by a river
Who knows what boundlessness will deliver
In this place of signs without symbols
With no identicals or anything to resemble
Each gust of wind is unique
So abandon the bleak
Because you are the wind and the fire and the rain and the roots of the tree
Born condemned to be free
Immersed in the world, full of what is beautiful and wild
So run free child
Dance upon the earth from your birth for all that it’s fucking worth
Like a song bird in flight
Singing to chase away the night
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