Lend me a branch of your tree

Breiavatnet 25.05.2015

The Branch

paula robles nettel

Lend me a branch of your tree,

man, lend me a branch of your tree,

let me nest my dreams of wings with you

keep myself warm with your leaves

let me attempt stretching my wings

give me the time I need,

for if dared to fly before,

I never learned to fly you see.

I feel the strength of your trunk

carrying the multiple branches,

nesting the birds that belong to you.

I don’t belong in your tree,

but if you let me, if the winds allow it

I’ll be quiet, let me nest into you

in the hidden branch no one can see.

Let me hear the whisper of  your sap

flowing through your veins, beating from your heart,

knowledge of your many years.

You will see me fly away

when the wings have stretched,

I will fly away,

away from the  branch and foliage

and you will smile beautiful tree

for the quiet words that embraced me,

the smiles that were born from the sun

you allowed me to see.

Up standing on the branch of your tree

I can see the world in front of me,

I am not that small, I am not that weak, 

I have nothing to fear. 

Breiavatnet Stavanger  25.0515 

MØS