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A Blossoming Tree
by lilac

How to let you meet me,
at the prime of my beauty
for this
I have been to the Buddha praying for 500 years,
For him to grant us a chemistry

As blessed
a tree I become
Growing by the path
you are bound to take
Blooming cautiously
in the sunlight
Each blossom is
a wish of my previous life

When you approach, please listen
My leaves are trembling
with the passion of waiting
But when you pass by without a look
What's left behind, my dear,
is not petals that withered
but my heart that shattered