A/N: this is an oldy, but I fell across it this morning and felt like sharing.
You crack concrete faces
And compromise tar-sealed expanses
With roots that define the tree
You are historical and extraordinary
But at a cost
You lose yourself to the night time sky
Surfing the Milky Way
Riding the shooting stars
You are hopeful and hopeless
But try to be neither
You are an ocean of emotion
Wrecklessly throwing your waves onto the beach
Washing your tears onto the rocks
Your treasures are untold
But they are hard to find.