The Great Willow

Free Verse Poem by Daciana Lipai

In the shadow of the willow,
I have searched for my life.

In the coldness of the willow,
Broken, I kneeled and cry.

In the calmness of the willow,
I have felt my absolute helplessness.

In the darkness of the willow,
I have buried a part of my heart.

In the silence of the willow,
Desperately, I became a screaming shade.

In the womb of the willow,
Torn, I have found my nothingness.

In the loneliness of the willow,
Smaller, and smaller, I disappeared completely.

In the disillusion of the weeping willow,
Jaded, I searched for forgiveness.

I have died, over and over again,
At the greatness of the willow.

At the greatness of the willow,
I watched the sky spilling out of love.

Daciana Lipai is a Romanian writer, photographer, and author of The Photopoetry Book. Her work has been awarded and published in various journals, magazines, and books and exhibited in galleries.

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