Tree Climber

Up I climb, into the skies.

Spent some time as mother’s eyes.

Shared her breath, my legs they hung.

Spent some time as mother’s lung.

 

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At the Feet of Giants

At the feet of giants, I am born.

Forever torn.


At the feet of giants, I grow.

To this world I must show.


At the feet of giants, I acquire.

Knowledge. Though they call me a liar.


At the feet of giants, I shrink.

Have I found the link?


At the feet of giants, I rest my eyes and slumber.

Hard as lumber.