When I leave this world
I want to live on as a tree
My soul nourishing
The branches reaching out to the sky.
I want birds to carry my seeds
To distant lands.
I will give myself back
From which I came
And I will exist forever
In the very atoms of the forest
And all the life it gives
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Tailwind: Poems by a Teenage Naturalist
Poetry🕊️A 2018 Watty's Longlisted Work!🕊️ ...the girl asked the raven how she could fly. The Raven told her it was easy. All she needed was a tailwind to help her heart soar. Flight lets you see the world from a different perspective. My eyes are ope...
