Bending to the Will of a Willow

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Willow bends at the arch of destiny, would you cast your fate?
One stormy night a cosmic light lands upon my eyes. This turning?
Could it be daylight? I have waited long but clung to a blindfold.
Soft sorrow gently pushing me toward resolve.

At last I know evolutions, I know growth. I know what it means to be broken.
I cast myself away from the rocks, anchors up. Tonight we sail, yet parts are known.
I will know her tender grace, and we shall struggle there is no pretending, no perfection.
You shall bring midnights, ponder rainy shores. This beliefs great us, mine, yours, ours.

Flexibility is where strength shines. Can you bend to the will of the 1 you love?
Pushing back, and providing shelter. The friction of love is a must, how do you keep growth?
In surrender there are many things that become known. You learn your self, and what your love is made of. The stone binds, a story seldom told. Let tomorrow be our guide, showing us home.

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Aaron Baker