we are oak, our roots travel deep, our leaves rustle winds
we are birds, we surf the clouds, we dive far below
we are fish, we rule the ocean, we leap to the sun
we are seeds released by fire, born to rise again
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©️2018 Ontheland
A quadrille for dVerse…a poem of 44 words…this week the challenge is to include ‘fire’.
Ontheland 