“Under the willow tree,
I’ve been looking for mysteries,
Hoping to find pieces of you in me,
As I follow the thread of leaves.
In my broken pieces and all in between,
There are echoes that call and curse you,
For if it’s true some of your dreams come true,
How many are worth what they cost you?
I have learned but I still caved in
For a taste of love in a tiny little sip
Of the river below that grants us in
Hoping we can find some peace within.”