<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358257" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Golden Tree</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the dark late night she appeared<br>A golden tree dancing<br>Before a sky of azure blue<br>Somewhat purple hued.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her branches grew haphazardly<br>Playing hide and seek with cirrus clouds.<br>Inside she prayed for rain to shine upon her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through a kaleidoscope she could read the songs<br>Of her wounded soul, <br>Although the approaching dawn was blackening.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Electric blue were the eyes of midnight.<br>Mistrustful, they hid behind a wall of deceit<br>This golden tree danced in the early morning breeze, <br>As she shivered to ward away the fallen snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wept for all of the hurt through which she lived.<br>When she read the world through that kaleidoscope, <br>There were none but scattered shards of broken glass</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Dance and dance” <br>All tell this golden tree, <br>For she shall grow when the sun rains upon her gilded heart.<br> She is loved, in all her lustrous glory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Red birds of ardor, <br>Robins with their breasts of copper, <br>And the new moss that grows upon her fragile trunk<br>Shall arrive within a vessel christened “springtime.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She reaches out with agile limbs<br>To trees with silver branches<br>Swaying to and fro, <br>Dropping leaves with veins of woven silk, <br>That wilt with each and every touch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the dim moonlight when the air is bittersweet<br>There appears a golden tree that dances, <br>Far from where the rippling creek is crawling over<br> Gemstones dampened by the rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Against a sky of azure blue<br>Touched with purple hues<br>A lithe, dancing golden tree can be found<br>In any place, time or realm, <br>She could be you or me-<br>Perhaps anyone’s wounded soul, <br>Where its world seen through a kaleidoscope<br>Is none but a shattered dream…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Claudia+Krizay">Claudia Krizay</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358257" data-title="Golden Tree de Claudia Krizay" data-description="In the dark late night she appeared A golden tree dancing Before a sky of azure blue Somewhat purple hued. Her branches grew haphazardly Playing hide and seek with cirrus clouds. Inside she prayed for rain to shine upon her. Through a kaleidosco..."></div> </div> </div>

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