The Trees

You left here as a champion.
Despondent of your surroundings
pushing forward out of the forest
and into the light
and now you come back
to find me
to find us
as you left:
the same
unchanged
familiar
and yet an unknown.
But you’ll hold your hands to our hearts
comparing everything you’ve known
before and after
to what you perceive to be.
And we will hate you for it
but we will not muster a whisper
not a single solitary sound.

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