Naked Tree

There you are, standing Under the naked tree
Trying to talk to, trying to reach me.

But I?m Blinded by the sun, that feeds this naked tree
Tortured by the pouring rain, And possibilities.

The wind cutting through the invisible leaves
While Hearts wait for the rain to sound their beats.

And wherever I direct my steps, there is no horizon
You sit and wait patiently, while distance sits laughing at my face

But wherever time may direct my steps, I'll reach that naked tree
Only one question remains... ?Will you wait for me??