that you may

lift them towards the clouds

take these leaves

that you may

find shelter from the burning light

take these fruits

that you may

hunger for nothing else

take these roots

that you may

burrow on the ground and find warmth

and i'll

grow me arms

that i may

touch the barren land underneath

grow me leaves

that i may

wither with the coming of fall

grow me fruits

that i may

bleed for their sustenance

grow me roots

that i may

walk away from you proud.