Essence

You're that tree that gives me shelter
The dexterity of my right hand
My rainbow after a flood
The bow for my arrow to fly
You're what I always considered
The space between nothing
who I think and thought
my shield and sword
You're my favorite poem
The white rose in my garden
the best of the unknown
My beginning, present, and end.
You're the exact moment
The trail that takes me on my long journey
My promise and covenant
The one who knows the words of my language.

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