I walked between trees
Hiding from the rain
We talked
One by one
I narrated my desires
They murmured
One tree to another
Petitioning mama nature
Incubate his dreams
They said
Carry his seed
In your womb
I walk between trees
Each time I retreat
To the mountains
They witness my becoming
You make us proud
They say
Nodding
In acknowledgement
Of the dreams
I now live in

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