Yesterday, Our Old School Burnt Down

[Tryingtobe_____]

Powerful. Really powerful. I'm there with you when I read this. I feel it in my heart.

Yesterday, I thought of her.
And the weeping willow moved with thought.
And the flightless bird it sang the thought.
And the fish looked through the water-sky
To say to the sun: “I knew her”.

What I love about this is.. she is that song.. she is the trees.. she is the water and the sky. Energy is never lost .. just transformed.
This part of the poem captures that idea really well.