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i awoke with one eye on my window and across the waters the trees flew their green green sides and their silver green underbellies saying "come grow with us come blow with us." i went out in white and walked across moon waters, foot prints frozen as i stepped. i let my dress fall off and fluttter away behind me as if it had always wanted to fly, i watched my fingers open and follow the sky. there were colors : india black and winding green and moon on the water, love, moon on the water. on the bank stood an old tree with a hollow in its base filled with potion rich and dark. a toe in the potion and i slowed in the motion and i grew in the hollow after swallow upon swallow with my newly sprouted roots. and i looked to my window and i saw the girl within her. she was sleeping, she was dreaming, she was waiting for tomorrow when another spirit strand will be called to other shores.