Laburnum

Crazy coincidences happen every day.

Sometimes when we are done burning

The world around us conspires with the universe,

To sound out a judgement in our favour.

That’s when Laburnums grow.

While everything is turning into dust,

Brittle, blown away into the winds,

Soft trees stand tall, like a great big challenge to the sky.

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