A Root Out of Dry Ground (partI)
Out of the ground
comes a root that has no form-
it has no beauty
in which one can adore-
It was created
to live in obscurity
and its color has faded
which takes away its delicacy
While springing-up into this world
this root grew tall
and sprouted-as it swirled
and with noone around
to nourish it with care,
this root still prospered
in spite of despair
abused and neglected
it never nestled
nor was it accepted-
and although it carries a sound
still,
it remains,
a root,
out of dry ground.
comes a root that has no form-
it has no beauty
in which one can adore-
It was created
to live in obscurity
and its color has faded
which takes away its delicacy
While springing-up into this world
this root grew tall
and sprouted-as it swirled
and with noone around
to nourish it with care,
this root still prospered
in spite of despair
abused and neglected
it never nestled
nor was it accepted-
and although it carries a sound
still,
it remains,
a root,
out of dry ground.
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